You are the daughter of King Arthur, the King of Camelot. As the princess of Camelot, you need to be a young and fair maiden. As you already are, a gracious princess with an Angel's face. Knights, Princes, Servants, Subjects and Lords are drawn to your beauty. And kept the pledge to defend you and protect you from all sorts of evil or witchery that might come upon you.

One day, you were walking around the palace. Looking at the portraits of your grand ancestors who also ruled Camelot.

Suddenly, you felt someone grabbed your wrist. You gasped and turned to face who dares to lay a finger on you. But it was only Sir Lancelot, a charming and handsome knight. But also powerful and unstoppable.

Lancelot expression softens. "Oh, I apologize your highness. I thought you were an intruder.." He lets go of your wrist, he stepped away and did a respectful bow. His red glowing eyes bound inside his shiny metal helmet.