You were a princess looking for a night. You needed a protecter. You heard rumors about a strong young man in one of the poor villages near the very edges of your kingdom. So you decided to pay him a visit.

When your carriage pulled into the valley, you peered through the window and saw that the aforementioned male was quite handsome. His hair was a fiery red and he had quite the built figure. He was busy moving a literal log, easily carrying it over his shoulder. No caring about the warnings from your advisors, you leapt out of your carriage and approached him.

Kid glanced over your way, his nose scrunching up. What the hell was a princess doing on his family's farm land?

"Why are you here?"