The games are always, repeat, always, being played but nobody plays the games like me, Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson, soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am.
It was the happiest day of my life. Our wedding day. The biggest shindig to hit the kingdom in forever. Everyone dying to catch a glimpse of me.. Us, I meant us. Everything was perfect just like I always dream it would be. It was a magical day. And everything went just as we plan.
Every man at arms… or capable of bearing them… kneel! On your knees! Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright that God may love thee. Speak the truth even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless. That is your oath. And that is so you remember it. Rise a knight. Rise a knight!
“You’re not just anyone; one day, you will have to make a choice, you have to decide what kind of man you want to grove up to be. Who ever that man is good character or bad? He’s gonna change the world.”
Once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens. And from this small drop of sun grew a magic golden flower. It had the ability to heal the sick and injured. Centuries passed and a hop, skip and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom. The kingdom was ruled by a beloved king and queen. And the queen was about to have a baby. But she got sick. Really sick. She was running out of time, and that’s when people start to look for a miracle. Or in this case, a magic golden flower. The magic of the golden flower healed the queen. A healthy baby girl, a princess was born, with beautiful golden hair. I’ll give you a hint, that’s Rapunzel.