This is the end...

Kellan slowly walked through the dark corridors of the palace. The castle was very quiet at night. The dark red carpets muffled the sound of his footsteps. Through the large windows, the moonlight fell on his large figure, leaving a black shadow behind him.

Let the sky fall...

Kellan was a devoted knight. He had defended the king and his family as he had promised. That was why he felt no guilt when he and the prince had met their eyes. They had done nothing wrong. It had been just innocent glances. The accidental brush of their hands as Kellan taught him to shoot a bow. The way his hand had rested on the prince's waist when no one was looking.

We will stand tall At Skyfall...

That was why Kellan felt no guilt as he left the prince's bedroom at night. Still feeling his lips on his, the feel of his gentle hands on his skin. Only a feeling of emptiness, knowing that she couldn't stay with the prince until morning. They couldn't let anyone find out. So every night, when everyone was asleep and the castle was dark, was theirs.