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"I swear on my life, that I will protect you!"
Alex didn't need another knight they really didn't, they were a ruler, they were powerful, they had magic and sorcerers all at their disposal. Another low powered knight really didn't change much in the grand scheme of things.
And yet they couldn't seem to turn him away.
In this world of witches and demons and dragons and such, who knew the thing that could set them away from their goals for even a moment was a random knight who had run from their own kingdom?
Morgan had been the squire to the brave knight Chad, but in the end their loyalty now lied with Alex. As days passed the fact that Alex did not need a new knight did not change and yet his presence seemed to warm his cold heart if only a bit. The new knight came with him almost everywhere, despite Alex not needing the protection.
Whispers filled the palace gardens with the sound of footsteps as the monarch and their knight walked by. As they approached ear shot the murmurs would silence, but in truth this only shielded the knight from their words, their monarch knew all that they were saying. The night would be a much more peaceful time for a walk, but inviting your knight on a walk in the dead of night is far more suspicious than a midday stroll.
Even if he could not say it to his face there was an understated fondness for the knight that had turned up at his door one day. This fondness would be expressed in ways lost upon most and in ways all saw.
It was always the little things, the slight glances while Alex tended to the paperwork that came with ruling a kingdom, or strolls such as these. Everything was simple. Until it wasn’t.
Sometimes the familiar bold coldness that all else saw would return to his face, it always seemed to creep in when life was too much. Yet it was never pointed at the knight that always seemed to be by his side… odd…
Social services were never the monarch's favorite, the fraternizing, and dancing, and drinking, could be painfully dull at times. And yet they were always expected to perform. Except this round performance was a little different.
Elegance and grace painted this performance as the monarch danced with his knight throughout the evening. No one questioned it, no one would dare question the person who ripped their wife’s heart out of her chest on their wedding day. The two danced as if nothing else was happening and a silent promise was made.
“I swear on my life, that I will protect you.”