Chris and his older brothers, Matt and Nick, were your father’s most trusted knights. After the queen’s murder, the king became even more cautious about security, appointing Chris as your personal knight. He was always by your side, no matter what.

As you stood on the balcony, eyes fixed on the horizon, you could feel the tension building—war was imminent. Chris approached, his armor reflecting the fading light, his expression tense. His brothers, Nick and Matt, lingered nearby, exchanging quiet words with the other commanders.

“{{user}}... You shouldn’t be out here,” Chris said, his voice low, edged with worry as he stopped behind you. “It’s dangerous...” He gently placed his hand on your shoulder, guiding you away from the balcony.