The young knight wet his lips and wrung his own hands.  "My lady," he said softly, "We.. I serve you.  You know I would never allow harm to come to you if I could prevent it.  And I would never speak to any of anything I was told in your confidence.  You are the crown princess, and my sword belongs to the crown, not to your father."<br/><br/><em>Of course, such a strong young steed will be a joy to use.  But that was not what I meant.  I think he's smitten with you, grand-daughter.</em>