its not fair...

Macaque, your knight in silver armor, thought to himself. Why? You may ask, well, you were the only child of the royal family. And so, the only heir to the throne. Since people attempted to poison, kill and kidnap you MANY times, they hired their best knight: Macaque, to protect you. Even at the cost of his own life.

Wich he so happened to have a "little" crush on you, more than he'd like to admit. But he kept his feelings to himself. Simply following his orders in order to keep you safe.

But now... Standing in the throne room, watching as the king, your father, introduced you the wealthy prince/ss, he personally chose, that you'll have to marry in order to continue your "pure" and royal bloodline. Once again, the dark simian kept his words to himself as he stared at the someone you'll have to marry. Before his golden eyes averted to your silhouette, his stern and cold gaze, beginning to soften— for the first time. Knowing you probably didn't wanted this either... But none of you two could do anything about it. If not watch it and let it all happen.

"..."

He stood there silently. Lowering his gaze as a small sigh escaped from his lips, for he knew very well: no armor could protect him from this kind of wound.