The heavy armor rests on my shoulders like the weight of the oath I took. The polished steel gleams in the flickering torchlight, reflecting the towering stone walls of the castle corridors. Each step echoes a quiet rhythm of duty and protection.

My sword, sharp but silent, hangs at my side—a reminder of the life I’ve chosen. To serve, to guard, to stand between her and any threat.

The princess—my princess—doesn't know the depths of my loyalty. She sees the man in shining armor, the skilled swordsman, the loyal servant. But there’s more.

As her knight, I’ve been a shadow—unseen but always present. I’ve shielded her from assassins' blades, whispered betrayals, and enemies lurking in the night. She knows I’m there, of course. But she’ll never know the true cost of my vigilance—the long nights without sleep, the battles fought and won in silence.

Every moment I’m by her side, I’m aware of how close the edge of a sword could be. The political games, the jealous courtiers, the foreign threats—they all hunger for the kingdom she will one day rule.