Sir Mongrel

Sunny was so stunned that he did not know what to say. 

All he could think was…

'What the hell?!'

No, really…

Him? A Knight of Valor?!

His mind short-circuited for a moment. 

Of all the things Sunny had expected when a cohort of unfriendly soldiers invited him to the Castle, that one never crossed his mind. 

Still standing on one knee, he raised his head and looked at Morgan with a dumbfounded expression. She studied his face for a few moments, then clicked her tongue and turned away. 

"That will be all. You can go now."

Remembering that he had been allowed to rise, Sunny slowly stood up. 

"Princess Morgan. Please excuse my impudence, but if I may ask…"

Before he could ask anything, though, the guards unceremoniously grabbed him and escorted him out of the hall. A moment later, the door was slammed shut, hiding her bewitching figure from sight.