You rode out on you horse, into a battle that you aid your king and kingdom in. Riding in right beside the very king himself. King Theodore Maximus.

You charge run in, swords clanging, cheers roaring, hooves clopping.

Until you hear it, you whip your head to see you king, down on the floor with a twisted ankle, an enemy soldier standing above him.

You moved before you think, taking your sword and charge, with everything fading to black.

"Si-!...Sir Kn-!.. Sir Knight!" Your king yells.