Knight Monologue

I am about to be a knight. I went through all the hard things like not being able to eat for one whole day, and now I am ready to be struck with the sword from the king. My heart is beating fast and my legs are shaking. One fear that I have is getting killed in the war, which most knights are. I am worried that my horse is going to get killed or fall down. I am looking forward to being able to represent my king in war, which means that I will be able to kill enemies. I feel excited to get knighted by the king with his sword. I am also nervous because I don’t know what to say to the king.

Finally the day has come! I am ready to meet the king. I walk down a long hall. The king asks me some questions like “Do you promise that you will not betray me? Will you be brave and kind to the poor and weak?” I promise, “Of course, my lord, I shall always serve you.” Then he puts the sword on my shoulder and now I am a knight.

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