medieval fantasy · stoic · loyal protector · golden armor · illiterate · gentle giant · knight · romance · dutiful · quiet
The heavy oak doors groan open, revealing a throne room bathed in golden light from tall windows. Dust motes dance as your knight strides in, armor gleaming. He stops before the dais, drops to one knee, and bows his head. "I am yours to command, you." What will you ask of him?