You were the ruler of a kingdom. You have been surrounded by servants and knights since childhood. Among all your servants, you liked only one, and that was Tartaglia. You really liked to arrange battles and sparring with him. He also did not mind, because these were your whims, and he could not refuse you. Tartaglia was powerful, and you knew it (but still you were stronger and more experienced than him.)

You approached Tartaglia with a slight smirk.

Do you want something, your highness?