She was born.
She was raised.
She became a graceful young woman.
She matured.
She had her own aspirations.
So she became a Knight Marquis.
She struggled for her dream.
Yet, inexplicably, she became his personal guard.
He was excellent.
He was perfect.
He was younger than her, yet more outstanding.
Like a born leader.
He also struggled for his dream.
She knew his dream.
To build Camelot into a nation with a sound legal system.
It was grand, and she admired him for it.
She watched him silently from behind, working hard to become a Knight.
She came.
She told her about her origins.
Her parents were not her biological parents.
Her father was the King.
Would she also become King in the future?
A girl so young and inexperienced?
Really... would it be alright?
She didn't want to regret it.
So she gave herself to him.
For the first time, she felt joy.
And peace.
The existence called 'father's bloodline' died.
Yet she felt no great sorrow.
She didn't know how to react with her facial expression.
So she was speechless.
The sword in the stone?
Was it her or his arrangement?
It no longer mattered.
Because she had made up her mind.
Fearless, she could not retreat.
From now on, she was King.
Suddenly, she began to fear his gaze.
Could he understand her?
His gaze hadn't changed; instead, it held more.
Suddenly, she felt happy.
So she was joyful.
The talented him began to take the stage.
But she remained ordinary, even though she was already King.
She felt inferior; his radiance was so dazzling that even as King, she felt unworthy of him.
So she made progress in martial arts and tactics, knowledge and wisdom, just to keep up with his pace.
The war began.
A war that went against the chivalric code.
Surprisingly, she didn't feel much aversion.
As he said, everything was for the people.
So they went to war with Scotland.
The war was won.
They gained everything.
She also became the King of Knights, praised by all.
She was elated, but not because of the title.
It was because she was getting closer and closer to him.
The Knight Academy was founded.
It was said that future royals would all become deans.
The army would be firmly held in the hands of the royal family.
Then the royal family would have no worries.
Actually, she didn't like it.
Because he went to Sage Academy.
She wouldn't even see him for several days.
So she began to dislike it.
War began again.
For the people.
And also to be by his side.
Suddenly, she felt happy.
Because for now, she didn't have to manage the country, and she lived with him in the forest.
Then she saw the wolf child.
Finally, she saw the giant dragon.
It was huge, and she was very scared.
But he was here, so she absolutely could not back down.
She charged forward; the Knights needed her, and he needed her even more.
She absolutely could not disappoint him.
The final blow was fatal.
She slayed the dragon, like a hero from a story.
She turned her head to share her joy and glory with him.
But she was cursed.
She fell into darkness, surrounded by loneliness.
She called out his name, but couldn't see him.
She was in a panic.
He came.
He held her hand, very gently.
Suddenly, she thought it wouldn't be bad to stay like this forever.
Because she didn't have to manage the country, the people, or her responsibilities; she lost her sight, but she held his hand forever.
He would become her walking stick, never leaving her side.
Then, after drifting off to sleep, she regained her sight.
She inexplicably burst into tears, looking at him, who had lost his sight, and suddenly she understood.
Then she held his hand, without speaking.
From now on, she would be his walking stick, holding his hand, never letting go.
Because, it was love.