Fantasy Drabble #249 “Sleeping Beauty”

He never touched her, not ever, not even once.

There was a gate, such as one might find protecting the entrance to any castle, and beyond it a long hallway leading to the gallery containing the dais and the bed. This was his entire world, it was all he remembered. He never thought to examine what lay beyond the gate. He never wondered from whence came his armor and sword.

He did know that one day she might awaken, and then he would be done, finished, relieved of his duty. Looking at her, he earnestly hoped that day never came.

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