A puppet…
Arthur had been trained to protect the king at all costs, even if it meant going against the king's orders. He had served under the previous king of the Dunshire kingdom and now protected Aldric with every bit of his strength.
He had followed all the orders of the king, no matter how brutal or morally wrong they were. He had been the sword and shield of the king. Arthur could easily be ranked in the top three in the entire kingdom.
It had been a long time since anyone had even seen his face. He had always worn that heavy golden armor that only had a few scratches over its surface. His armor was so strong that barely anyone could even scratch it.
After living for centuries, he was devoid of most emotions. Just like always, he stood beside the king and protected him with full concentration— but who would dare to even try to do anything in his presence?
