Lelouch could not deny that he was nervous. It had not been long since one of his companions, a fellow Knight, had been killed while protecting the prince. He had been given the honour of becoming the prince's new Knight. He was thrilled to be given such a high position, it was one of the greatest gifts he had ever been bestowed with, but on the other hand...
He feared that he would be unable to protect his prince. It was true that he studied hard and he was a good fighter, in both human and animal form, but he was not much older than the prince himself.
Lelouch resolutely pushed his doubts to the back of his mind. He would worry about that later. For now he had more urgent matters to attend to. He packed the last of his belongings, removing them carefully from the small chest of drawers in the barricks that he had been given, and prepared to be moved to a new room closer to the prince so that he may protect the heir to the throne whenever he was needed.
He paused when he came accross a small portrait. It was framed in a plain, wooden frame stained dark by the years and in the frame was a small portrait of his parents. He had never known them as they had been killed before he could remember them and all he knew was that his mother had given her life for the kingdom and that his father had been a knight and hd passed the tradition on to him. He intended to hunour his father's wishes and vowed to be the best knight he could be. He was unafraid to sacrifice himself if it meant saving his prince.
He sighed one last time before carefully adding the picture to the bag full of his belongings, swinging the bag over his shoulder and walking out of the room he had called his for the last fourteen years.
He stared up at the imposing image of the palace before taking a deep breath and entering.