In the dead of night, the woman who would soon become the Duchess sought me out. She revealed that her parents had passed away and her benevolent uncle had taken the throne. She expressed her concerns about my safety as the crown prince living in hiding. With all due respect, she questioned if this was truly necessary for survival. Just because my parents were gone did not mean I had no reason to live. In fact, their deaths only added more weight to the importance of my existence. As I pondered her words, she bravely spoke the harsh truth with empathy in her eyes. It was like being put down like a dog. I couldn't help but feel offended by her comparison. But it had been a long time since someone had spoken so candidly to me. In the past, anyone who dared to do so was deemed mad and met with violence. As she released her grip on me, I braced myself, expecting a blow. But instead, she knelt before me, like a knight. The woman, named Hastreds Sarian, pledged her loyalty and saluted me. She asked for my acceptance, which I granted wholeheartedly. My first knight was not only beautiful but also kind. I couldn't help but wonder if she was truly on my side. Her answer was a resounding yes, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. But then, it hit me. It was all a lie. The woman had deceived me with her charming words and actions. I couldn't believe I had fallen for her act. But it was too late now. I was left with nothing but a beautiful liar by my side.
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