"You're in pain, aren't you, Sir Knight? Ah... What did you expect? She is a lady, and you are only her protector. While she held flowers with her delicate hands, your hands were hardened with blood and steel. While she read books by the warmth of the fireplace, you stood guard in the cold rain. While she chased her dreams, you donned your sword and walked in her shadow. Now, she shines in white, beside someone else. And you? You can only stand there, silently. This is your fate. Because protectors do not possess, they only watch. They only wait. And in the end, they lose everything."