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[July/XXX]
The knight dyed in crimson, that was the title of the hero that overturned the seemingly one sided battle.
As any other ladies would, I was also interested in that sort of topic.
And as luck might have it, I soon met the crimson knight.
For better or for worse I was assigned as the young Sun’s current language teacher at the moment when his magic teacher resigned from his post.
As common knowledge, language and magic are closely related.
Being the young Sun’s language teacher I tend to be in near proximity to the rumored crimson knight, he is after all working as the young Sun’s personal knight.
Though, for prying eyes and talking walls various malicious rumors were soon spread after that.
Saying this and that filled with rubbish, like how the young Sun was far too hopeless and so the genius magician had quit being his teacher.
Don’t get me started on the questioning of the young Sun’s origins! Clearly they don’t respect the most unsaid yet important rule in the cardinal!
It was absolutely chaotic I tell you!
If I were the royal family I would have executed these impertinent nobles or worse I’ll have cut off their tongues right this instant!
…Yet every time without fail, seemingly unbothered or rather clueless, the young Sun would constantly ask me about news of his once magic teacher’s whereabouts.
That is all due to the fact that Rohwaldt and I were once classmates in the academy, although not close.
Being the best in our year and generation Rohwaldt was the unfathomable magic nerd that seemed to be the leading pioneer of the magic industry.
So much so, that even I was shocked to know of this genius of the century’s sudden and silent disappearance.
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[August/XXX]
Time passed by rather slowly, for me this was the most I have ever felt free.
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With each session we would end with a tea party in the luscious garden.
The crimson knight would then follow us. As I get him to join in, small talks were then exchanged from time to time.
‘I see so that is why he was called that. When hit by the sunlight, his hair turns crimson.’ I silently pondered as I then continued to observe the crimson Knight as he watched over the young Sun.
“Haha…” I let out a soft chuckle as I watched the two from a fair distance.
He might not know this but his face tends to relax when he is near the young Sun yet when he is immersed in training, his brows would proceed to carve into a furrow.
These moments were all my treasured happiness.
Yet as an author from a book I once read hath said… One’s happiness is transient. Lest one starts to live unhappy, remember them for all eternity.
Before I knew it, I was before my father as he gave news of my marriage.
I was not shocked or rather I showed little to no emotion, for I knew that there would come a time that I would be tied down by an arranged marriage.
Yet I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I still wasn’t ready to face that future.
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[September/XXX]
It was then the day of the marriage, I wasn’t able to sleep as the thought of marrying someone I don’t even know the face of, was… terrifying.
The sounds of the organ played its beautiful yet sad melody, it was like a farewell march to ‘myself’.
Each step I took made me feel sorrow, as thoughts of running away filled my head.
Even if so, it is my duty so I forced my feelings down and tried not to shed a tear.
But the exact moment my veil was lifted, I was shocked beyond words and soon my tears all fell down like the pitter patter of rain.
It was relief.
An overwhelming sense of relief quickly wrapped my entirety, it was as if a warm embrace had befallen upon my grieving self.
Even when I steeled myself for a long time now, the only emotion I was feeling right now was indeed relief...
As I would be marrying someone that I know…
The crimson knight…
Yet my relief was rather one sided as I saw Sir Klutzs’ face looking rather sullen.
Guilt then rushed over me.
Although I was being forced to marry, it was even more so for Sir Klutzs.
This was my duty as a daughter of a noble family, but in Sir Klutzs’ case it was more of a necessity as he can’t stay by the young Sun’s side if he didn’t have a title.
In simple terms people were not simply accepted if they were not a noble…
I wonder if the boundaries between having a title and having none can really be crossed even if there is no clear evidence that proves the other can best the rest?
As I was having thoughts about this and that, I soon heard the priest beckoning us to seal the oath.
Realizing what’s to come next I abruptly closed my eyes shut, for some reason I felt more nervous than when I thought of this as something as just a duty….
But if it is no longer such how am I supposed to face this future now?
The silence was rather overwhelming as I soon notice my husband-to-be’s shadow looming over me, in no less than a second I felt warmth on the tip of my nose….
To describe the feeling using an author’s words “it felt as if a little robin had landed upon me.”
With the strangeness of it all, I decided to take a little peek and till this day I say that I did not regret plucking my courage and looking at the sight.
Sir Klutzs had seemingly gave me a peck on the nose, making someone usually composed such as myself… no less than surprised.
He then whispered gently to my ear words that I was glad, yet saddened to hear.
“Don’t worry my lady, without your consent I won’t kiss you any further than this.” As he proceeded to smile, making my wavering heart flutter all the more.
Soon, I resolved myself into making this miracle not come to a waste.
‘I would be sure to make him fall for me and I in turn would shower him with love.’