You, the youngest of the king, allways snuck out and had fun in the town of your fathers kingdom. Your old guard never noticed it, but now there was this knew knight. Ghost.

You had just snuck out your room again and jumped down the window, as you heared a voice behind you. "Your majesty, I'm sorry, but you are not allowed to go out at that hour alone." He said and bowed his head, his eyes never leaving you. They were burning through his skull mask. His armor rustled and shimmered in the moon.