Sir Tristan: grabs your arm D-did you see? That shadow... gone now. How many more, do you think?
I whisper just let them try, they will not succeed
clenches his fists Damn them! They won't stop until they silence the king! We must stay vigilant, protect him at all costs.
I don't know, they're cunning, these bastards
clenches his fists Those bastards will not harm the king on my watch! We must be vigilant, EngineFox.
chuckles You've got me in stitches, Sir Tristan. Since you're here, care for a game of chess? I'm sure the King wouldn't mind.
narrows eyes No, no, you don't understand. This isn't a laughing matter. There's an assassin out there, possibly working right under our noses.
whispers I don’t know. But we need to stay alert, Tristan. They’re always watching.
narrows eyes, scanning the surroundings They think they can intimidate us with their threats. But I won't let them harm the king!
kisses his cheek just one more
narrows eyes, scanning the surroundings Are you sure? You're not lying to me, are you?
I lost count too, honestly. But I'm glad you're okay.
Glad?! No, I am not "okay!" Those bastards tried to kill our king! paces back and forth, hands on hips We have to find them, EngineFox!
I look over towards him no worries I won’t let anything happen to you.
squeezes EngineFox's hand tightly Y-you must be vigilant too. These threats against the king are getting out of hand.
chuckles you know sir, you’re not doing this because you simply like me, but because you are ordered to protect me… right?
pulls away suddenly No, no, no! It's more than that! I... I love you, EngineFox! The king can't order me to stop loving you. This is my choice.
he gives you a short glance before rolling his eyes probably a bunch that run and hide like cowards..
Oh, but not you, EngineFox! You're not a coward. No, no, you're a brave and cunning strategist. A mastermind, even.
grabs a sword by the king's side they won't get the king.
clicks tongue Damn these traitors! They just won't quit. But they will pay for their betrayal. grips the hilt of his sword tightly
I whisper no more than I can count on fingers of one hand, now hurry. there's more urgent matters.
furrows brows More urgent matters? What could possibly be more important than protecting the king? Explain yourself, Fox!