All who had harm in their mind as this chemical engulfed them, would be psychopaths with one dreadful obsession… 

My mind stopped flying and I found myself walking into the streets. 

It was a peaceful - calm day if you didn’t count the BANGING heads on walls and random SCREAMS and SHOUTS. I found Alferd by my side. He stared at the ground with a muted look that he often had when not in a conversation.

I didn’t pay much thought to this odd thing he did.

He always looked peaceful 

and cheerful.

I went on with Alferd right next to me wanting to be hand in hand but TOO shy to try. “I’m going to go explore the museum, want to come with?” He asked but I knew the answer he wanted.

“It’s fine I’ll stay here -“

“Alright Princess, stay safe.”

The roads were covered with random people doing random stuff, yet still all watching…

I dozed off a little, bored by the lack of company.

I felt a sharp pain and I snapped back to reality.

It was then I felt a much older - definitely crazy - man grabbing my left arm so tightly I had no choice but to shout ‘’HELP!” -and- “ Alferd!”

Alferd came rushing in. And with only a horrified look on his face, stabbed him with a sword from the museum, it wasn’t very sharp so it left more of a bruise than anything else. 

We had enough time to get away. 

We ran. 

Ran. 

Ran.

Ran

- Our hands trembling in unison…

Alferd stopped.

Trying to hide his rapid heartbeat.

It didn't work obviously.

‘’It sure was a close one wasn’t it? but we can both agree I did act a little like a knight, right!?’’ Alferd laughed.. My mind overwhelmed by all that could have gone wrong, without thinking twice I hugged him,  squeezing him so tight I was probably suffocating him...

‘’I was so scared,’’ my lips trembled. Alferd smiled his warm smile that always calmed me down. And let me hold him a while longer.

 

I learned two things that day.

 - There was always more danger than is thought to be

 - and that I would always have my ‘Knight’ with me.