A/N: This is a new series of unrelated (perhaps some will be related in the future) one-shots. I receive requests from my PM, and I write little one-shots based off of those requests. Anyone and everyone can request anything so long as it's Day/June and as long as it's put into my in PM message here in fanfiction or review. Anyone and everyone is welcome to put in requests :) And please, please, please, remember, if you're going to make a request, please don't do it in your review as long as you follow the format below.

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REQUEST: (YOUR REQUEST)

Simple, right? Yeah. Thanks! And I hope I'll received more requests in the future. :)

Knight

Request: Can you make a one-shot with Daniel being a Prince and June as a Knight? I know that it might be out of your priorities. But could you. Even just a short one. Thanks!

Her daily routine as a Knight of the Republic is wake up, get dressed, make patrol, practice the basic forms of sword style in the rear garden (the one right below His Highness's window), have breakfast, make sure her clothes are in order, and then…

She held out a pocket watch she had received from her older brother with one of her gloved hands and cast a check on the time. She thought that she seems to have done things much faster than normal. Five minutes early, to be exact. But still, she dared and with a smile, opened up the double-set doors that leads to the Prince's room. She muttered as she enter, "Please pardon me."

The room was filled with elegant furniture that is intended to match the standard of the person lying on the bed in the society. Not to mention as well that the whole place was bathed in darkness because of the thick and heavy curtains that covers the glass window panels close to the beautiful four-poster bed.

She then walks softly and quietly towards the window to cast the curtain onto the side. She told His Highness with respect, "It's time for you to wake, sire."

The Prince lying on the comfortable and enormous bed that could allow three other people to lie down next to him, shifts. The thick and heavy blanket that covers his body until his shoulders seems to move slightly.

This person is her master, the second prince in line to the throne of the Republic Empire of America, His Highness Daniel Altan Wing.

Her master lifts a hand from the blankets as he mumbled, "Five more minutes."

She turned to him with a smile, and even if it might be wrong to admit, she knows that she is falling in love with him every passing day.

But this is her daily routine. After all, it is enough for her to be this close to him. And she'll do everything she can to protect him.

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