My furture knight.

It's the first of June 2021, the knight dream is walking around. It's his night shift, a wierd light flew towards a door. He opens the door, but nothing too see only a pitch black room. He closes the door and turns around. Had the hall changed? there wasn't any electric lamp, only oil lamps standing on some drawers. This wasn't right. It looked like the castle from back in the 18hundred.
Dream finds out hes back in 1817. He has to protect the prince, his prince.

(idea: dream dies, he runs back to the cornflower helds the flower and remeber the time his mom died and dream held him in his arm while george was crying)