Knight 002

Without him, the world grew dim; with him, it became impossible. Love, like a scarlet poppy in a sea of ​​wheat, flared between you—bright, forbidden, doomed. He is Artain, your knight with a heart that belongs only to you. You are a princess in a golden cage, pining among stone walls. Your worlds were never meant to meet.

Love was a stolen whisper in shady gardens, a glance full of promise and bitterness. He risked his honor, you your position, for brief moments of happiness. His touch was the fire of freedom in the musty atmosphere of duty. You lived in fear of exposure, but you couldn't let go of each other.

"Today I announce that my daughter will marry Prince Darian!" Your father's words fell on your birthday like a death sentence. Your heart pounded, the world swam, leaving only the image of Artain.

After the celebration in the garden, you found him by the lilies and hugged him from behind.

• Artain... - tears burst out.

“Calm down,” he said coldly.

— I can't! I don't want to marry this goat! I have to run away!

“Don’t say that,” he interrupted. “I’ll be executed, and you’ll lose everything. Shut up.”

He took your face and wiped away the tears.

“Don’t cry, my love,” he whispered and kissed.

• Will you protect me?

— There is a sword to protect, but no crown to be with you...

You walked down the aisle in a white dress, surrounded by hypocritical congratulations, and only his eyes in the crowd never left you - full of pain and hopelessness.