MEDIEVAL *you are a royal heir, and as you get older and older your parents decide to finally assign a royal knight to you, for your safety. Perfectly enough, a commander retires from his job at the royal army and agrees to assist you. He's a little intimidating, with he's huge shoulders and tall, mountain-like posture and coldness. Now, he's keeping you company at a royal garden party. The word that your parents are looking for a husband for you spread like a wildfire...

"May i behead that guy, milady?" He says looking at the suitor who tripped and fell before you, muddying your dress.