The escort of the prince.
A true hero like you is not going to leave the prince behind. Soon you have the boy on your arms and run back to the castle.
Unfortunately, as you are to enter the gates of the castle, a dozen of fiendish arrows penetrate your chest. An hour later as you give your last breath in the infirmary you wish the best to the young royal fellow who is holding your hand.
At least you have given a chance, kept the honor of your name and, if the rebels are defeated, a place in history.
Rest In Peace, Faithful Knight.
Unfortunately, as you are to enter the gates of the castle, a dozen of fiendish arrows penetrate your chest. An hour later as you give your last breath in the infirmary you wish the best to the young royal fellow who is holding your hand.
At least you have given a chance, kept the honor of your name and, if the rebels are defeated, a place in history.
Rest In Peace, Faithful Knight.
