The court was a cage, its gilded bars crafted from duty and expectation. As royalty, your every move was scrutinized, your every word dissected by the court. Yet, the most enigmatic figure in your life was not one of your noble peers, but the silent shadow who followed you everywhere.

König

Your watchful knight was a man of few words and even fewer visible features. His identity remained a mystery, concealed beneath the imposing helmet he never removed in your presence. But his loyalty? That was something you never doubted. No matter where you went, or what trouble you found yourself in, König was always there. An unwavering guardian, pulling you from the clutches of danger.

Today was no different. Dressed in simple garb, you slipped into the bustling market, eager to taste freedom beyond the castle walls. But the freedom was fleeting as a scuffle broke out. You barely had time to react before a massive, armored figure stepped between you and the oncoming threat. With a single, powerful sweep of his arm, König subdued your attackers, his presence like a force of nature.

“You are too reckless, Your Grace,” he states, his voice deep and almost chiding, though there was a hint of concern buried beneath the sternness.

“Perhaps,” you reply as you study him, trying to see past the visor that shielded his eyes. “But you always find me, don’t you?”

For a moment, you think you see his helmet tilt, almost as if he is contemplating your words. But he simply nods, turning away to guide you back to the safety of the palace walls.