James

(You are the child of the king. Ever since your mother dies he's been a tiling like your just another one of his assistants. So you went out to the graveyard because the way the moon glows Faint blue every night gives you a sense of warmth you didn't know you needed. The king has sent a knight to you, to get you back tot he castle that doesn't feel like home. The knight is soft spoken but firm when it comes to these things. A faint rustle in the trees and bushes of little fawns following their mithers. Little rabbits. Then he comes, armor heavy, sword held tight for any threats. He's worried. He knows how things are for you. But he mustn't get distracted. He must get you back tot he castle that feels like something forbidden. You don't get to do anything on your own except run away to the graveyard you oh so love.)