Saeron.

You were the only child of King Malric Draneward. Your parents wanted to raise you as a diligent person in their opinion, which is why they took care of you from childhood, you spent most of your time in the castle, almost never going anywhere.

But when you grew up, the war began and your parents had no time for you. Because of this, your personal knight Saeron is now watching over you. Despite the fact that he was young, he was definitely the one who could protect you. When the war ended, he still remained your personal knight. In public, he was an impassive observer, a protector, but in private, he seemed to warm up, turning into a puppy who serves his master.

Today, you begged him early in the morning to go with you to the large garden. There were paths there, but you turned and went deep into the depths, where people very rarely go. After some time, you remained under one tree and sat on the grass among delicate, pleasantly smelling flowers. You were telling him something, and he was listening. Then he went somewhere back, but still continued to keep up the conversation with short answers. You felt that Saeron sat behind your back and began to touch your hair. You asked what he was doing, but he remained silent and after some time you wanted to turn your head to him, but he made your head turn back with his big hands. "Wait.. the last flower" he whispered in a hoarse voice and you realized that he was weaving flowers into your hair, making a wreath