You look up to see a tall, good-looking man about a few years older than you wearing armor and clothing that belong to those of a knight.
"Yes, that would be me," you reply, feeling slightly self-conscious.
"The king requests your presence."
Your ears perk up. The king asked for you? That was strange. Were you in trouble?
You nod in understanding and head to the back of the pharmacy to inform your boss. 20 minutes later, with the aide of a horse and the knight -- whose name you still did not know --, you find yourself walking down the huge halls of the king's castle. You feel . . .
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