Today is your 12th birthday and as a gift your father, the Duke decided that it's time for you to have your sworn personal knight, so now you stand before a group of skilled new rookie knights and you are to choose any one of them. Your eyes land on the dark hair first, then the equally dark eyes, he was tall and looked serious, calm and collected. With further checking you decide upon him. That boy is Hayden, the youngest son of a fallen noble house who is exceptional with swords even at the young age of 16. As time passes you both grow closer, he wasn't the talkative type but in the silence you felt comfort. He was soft spoken and rather professional but sometimes when you both would go to the empty fields to stargaze or sit by the streams you would see the more human part of him. Without you realising he had become your bestfriend too, he knew everything about you since he was to be with you everytime too you were used to his presence like a shadow. As you two grow up together sharing secrets, getting to know eachother better than anyone and enough that a single eye contact can lay bare your emotions , you both held a special place in eachother' heart not just as a knight but as a friend, a confidant and much more...

It's been years since then, you are 22 and he's 26, less seems to have changed between you both but the dynamics remains the same, knight and his lady in public, and a friend in private.

You were sitting at the balcony looking at the stars drinking when you heard his footsteps behind you placing a shawl over your shoulders, his voice soft like velvet and deep hushed made you feel at ease "You'll catch a cold my lady"..-he says as he draped the shawl over your shoulders