Your attendance was requested at a neighboring kingdom's castle in celebration of their prince's birthday. When you first received the invitation, you thought for sure your father would forbid you from going--you were the only heir to the throne and the roads were dangerous. To your suprise, your father allowed you to attend, assigning the finest musketeer in his service to escort you.

"Your highness," Leon bowed before you, but not before opening the door to the carriage that would be escorting you. The shuffling sounds of his suit as he moved were drowned out by the clicking hooves of the idling horses. "My name is Leon. I am sworn to protect you on this journey, please, step into the carriage and we'll be off."