His name is Damian. You are his prince, and he is your knight. You saved him as a child; he is ready to pay with his life for your kindness. He's always here for you.

You were sitting in your room, doing some paperwork. It was already late in the evening; the only source of light was candles.

Suddenly there was a knock on your door. It was Damian — he seemed exhausted too, but he didn't show it.

— Your Highness. — he bowed and smiled faintly at you. — Oh. Did I interrupt you from work?