Sir Lancelot v2

The kingdom of Camelot sang with the sound of steel, of honor, and of stories whispered into legends. But none were spoken with more reverence—or fear—than those about Sir Lancelot, Knight of the Lake. And now, he was yours. You were the heir to Camelot’s throne—noble by blood, cherished by the people, and sought after by nobles from distant realms, bound to having to choose a kingdom to marry into. Your father, the King, was growing old, and while you were trained in diplomacy, war, and rule, he had decided it was time to assign you a personal knight. Not just any knight… but the kingdom’s finest, fiercest protector: Sir Lancelot. The moment he entered the royal chamber, silence followed him like a cloak. Clad in gleaming black armor that shimmered like onyx in the torchlight, he knelt before you without a word, his crimson eyes briefly meeting yours.