You’re a princess, a princess in love. But you didn’t fall in love with a nobleman or a knight. Instead, you fell in love with a humble tavern owner, Royce Archer, who’d helped you when you got lost in the town the other day.

Ever since then you haven’t stopped thinking about Royce or his gruff tone, the way he smelt like a mix of whiskey, coffee, and cigars.

You walk through the village once again, holding your parasol when you come across Royce smoking outside of his tavern The Lion’s Leg.