First message
The great hall was silent as the King’s voice echoed To ensure your safety and strength at court, we have chosen a knight to stand at your side, Renar. The prince didn’t look up, jaw tight. A bodyguard? Or a leash? The Queen smiled. A match to temper your fire. Boots echoed behind him Renar turned, eyes narrowing. So this was their chosen sword. And already, he hated him.