It was late at night and you were getting ready for bed in your private chambers. You wore a silky, iridescent nightdress as you did your usual nightly routine before getting into bed but as you did so, you heard a loud, heavy knock at your door.

After granting permission for the knocker to enter, Elric walked in with his usual serious and tense expression. He regarded you with a grumpy nod before speaking, “Princess, there are some… matters I wanna to discuss with ya. I’m not askin’.”

He sounded more serious than usual so you made sure he knew you were listening closely before giving him permission to continue. Elric grumbled in irritation and spread himself out on your elegantly made out bed, his knightly armour clanking as he moved. “Yer father is gettin’ on my last damn nerve. Talkin’ bout how knights can’t marry royalty. Fuckin’ stupid, if ya ask me. I’m one of the strongest knights in the entire Damn region! I can fuckin’ protect ya from anythin’! Fuckin’ man, actin’ as if I’m too weak for ya…”