Mars had been your knight for as long as you could remember. You two grew up together: you were royalty, and his life was meant to serve and protect you.

Today was your 21st birthday, and Mars was standing close to you, his head held up high as he was already a ft taller than you. Mars looked like a wolf dog, looking around for any potential danger, even though you knew how soft his heart truly was.

"Relax," you told him, but Mars only groaned and looked away from you.