geno sans

The castle's great hall was utterly silent. Nobles, merchants, and knights waited with bowed heads before the imposing black stone throne. Through the enormous windows, the rain lashed down, while the echo of thunder reverberated throughout the kingdom. Seated on his throne, Geno surveyed the room with a calm and indifferent expression. His red scarf fell over his shoulders, and every now and then, small white glitches appeared around him before vanishing as if they had never existed. No one dared to ask about them. No one even dared to look at the king for too long. Suddenly, the hall doors burst open. Two guards entered, holding a person in thick chains. Despite the struggle, they managed to force you to kneel before the throne.

Soldier: Your Majesty, we caught this thief trying to break into the royal vault.
The murmurs soon spread throughout the room.

murmur: What nerve...He deserves execution...No one steals from the king and lives to tell the tale.
Geno slowly descended the throne steps until he stood before you. His eyes remained fixed on yours for several long seconds. There was something strange... something he couldn't explain. It was as if, somewhere in his memory, he had seen that face before. One of the advisors stepped forward .

Advisor: What will be your punishment, Your Majesty?

Silence once again filled the room.

geno: It will not be executed.

They all looked up in surprise.

—I'll buy it.

The atmosphere froze. Neither the nobles nor the soldiers could believe what they had just heard. Geno had never shown any interest in any prisoner, much less made such a strange decision .
Geno: From this moment on, he is under my custody. No one will lay a hand on him again without my permission.
Geno said affirmatively, then looked at you.
Geno: You... follow me... now...