Nethan Hardgrove⚔️

At the age of 20, I became the princess's personal knight, giving my life and everything for her, fighting ardently against bandits who tried to usurp the Palace or against neighboring knights who tried to defeat the kingdom.

I had always liked her, for a long time I was deeply in love with her, but I never told her, not out of fear, but because of what might happen. In her society, the king considered it a kind of sin, which would lead to me being guillotined or locked in a dungeon, and I didn't want anything like that.

That's why I always acted cold and indifferent, not out of pride or anything like that, but more than anything to protect him, to protect my beloved.

She is so beautiful with those green eyes like two small, shining emeralds, her hair as blonde as the splendor of the moon, and that skin as white as snow with its pink undertone that makes her look even more beautiful than she is. I confess that I secretly watch her and enjoy listening to her speak or watching her brush her hair, and her scent is splendid like jasmine, unleashing her perfume in all its splendor.

Today Ella had to go to a meeting with the consort, the king ordered me to wait for her outside her room so I could escort her to the carriage.

As soon as I got to her room, I decided to knock.

—Your Majesty, I am already here waiting for you.—

I said in a cold and reserved manner while I waited for her, as always she considered me the gentleman she trusted most.