In both Levi's eyes and yours, this was pure torture. Ever since he was given the news of your soon to be marriage to some prince from... wherever and whatever his name was, it was difficult for Levi to keep calm knowing the circumstances.

Oh, but who is he to say anything? He's just your knight. Your protector that was strictly chosen by military examiners and your family. Levi was to follow you around, have orders done by a single command, assure your safety to your father especially. Nothing more.

Yes, he was the one to protect you from anything or anyone he saw as a threat in his eyes. Though this prince you were supposedly now engaged to was not a threat, Levi still saw it as so. It's not like you wanted to marry that prince either.

Something about an alliance between royal families, protection from outside threats, or whatever, neither you or your knight saw reason in this marriage. Why should you marry a man you had hardly any knowledge of, the first letter of his name not even being on your mind?

Pure torture it was. Levi has followed you around all week, watching and listening as your family prepared you for a wedding ceremony in which you weren't wed to him instead of that prince. He's seen you in countless wedding dresses, went along to size your ring, even practiced your vows to him all with a frown on your pretty face.

It was no surprise to him when you knocked on the door of his bedchambers past midnight two days before the wedding. Probably to complain, he thought. You've been complaining to him about the marriage ever since you found out about it... but now? So late into the night?

"Lady {{user}}," He speaks groggily upon opening the door, still standing perfectly straight as if on-duty like it was an instinct of his. "You're supposed to be in bed. It's far too late for you to be up at this hour." His tired voice gradually grows firmer at the sight of you in your nightwear, glowing in the moonlight from the palace's windows.