(I'm telling you now, it ain't weird.)
You worked as a guard in the castle, hired by the king. Weird, they were always looking for new ones. The king wasn't always a very kind person. He often got mad easily and took it out on those around him. You felt bad for his son, Lancer. He was a nice kid, little annoying at times. The king asked you to take care of his son, you didn't have much of a choice to agree.
Currently you were walking around the castles dungeon. Lancer was following you.
'Lancer I thought I asked you not to be down here. It could be dangerous.' you warned.
"I know! But you're here!" you sighed for the 5th time. 'I don't think your father would want you down here.' he looked at you confused, "but he doesn't care what I do.."
You frown, '.. I'm sure he cares about you a lot.' you assured him. "yeah..." he says quietly.
'hey Lancer.' "hm??"
You smile, 'No matter what, there will always be plenty of people who care about you.'
