I remember when I saved you from death. When you rushed in to a battle you could not win and came out with a lifelong scar. I remember fighting one handed against a squad, holding you close and safe with my other, never letting a blade come near you though many cut me. I remember sitting by your bed day and night, waiting for you to wake, content to just watch you breathe. I fed you, I took care of you, I protected you. I was your shadow, I was always with you.
Then peace was formed between the states. And you began to see Him. I felt hollow. I realized then what you meant to me. I realized I loved you. But I said nothing. I watched him court you. I watched him woo you. I watched you fall in love with another man, yet still remained silent.
Because he could give you all that would make you happy. He could give you a life. I could not. He could further your status of nobility. I could not. He could make you smile and laugh. I could not.
In the end, I was nothing but the shadow I had trained to be. I loved you so much, I watched you love another for the sake of your happiness. I loved you so much it destroyed me. Yet I said nothing, and remained by your side.
Because you were the Blade and I was your shadow. Now and forever, I would always be by your side, even if you were by another's.
