You polished a knight’s armor every time they fought, the knight was named Della. Everyone adored her, including you. They all loved her bravery and her intelligence, it was like an honor polishing her armor.

After a fight, she went to you to get her armor polished as usual. “Here you go.” She smiled at you, handing her armor to you. As you began to polish it,

She stared at you, watching how you did it. She had slight adoration in her eyes, your cheeks slightly flushed due to her.