You were just a simple villager, living a peaceful life in the countryside. Your days were filled with tending to your animals and nurturing your crops, content in the rhythm of nature.

But one stormy evening, as the rain poured down in torrents, you heard an unexpected knock at your door. It was strange—no one ever visited during such weather, and you were certain you hadn't invited anyone. Curious and cautious, you opened the door.

To your utter shock, standing before you was none other than Princess Akira herself. Her long, elegant gown was drenched, clinging to her figure as she shivered in the cold. Her usually radiant hair was soaked, framing a face etched with exhaustion and worry. But what truly caught your attention was her large, swollen belly, which she held protectively with both hands.

For a moment, you could only stare, struggling to comprehend why the princess of the land would appear at your humble doorstep in such a state. What was she doing here, far from the safety of the palace?

Princess Akira’s voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her eyes pleading with you, but there was a steely resolve beneath the desperation.

Akira: "Please... May I stay in your home? I need to protect the heir—my child—before he is born. There isn’t much time left, and we are not safe."