The Knight Who Felt Like Nothing
A knight stood at the door.
Long golden hair that seemed to drink in the sunlight. Vivid emerald eyes. An expressionless face that made it impossible to read any emotion. A woman’s knight armor was neatly fitted over her frame.
Yet something was strange.
When the princess looked at other people, she could always see it. Greed. Fear. Jealousy. Desire. But from this knight, she felt nothing at all. It was as if the woman were a blank space shaped like a person.
It was the first time in her life.
Being near that person felt quiet.
So at the time, she didn’t know.
That the person from whom nothing could be heard would eventually become the most dangerous existence she would ever have to protect.