Being a princess and the only heir, you have to take your father's place. Become a queen and rule the state.

However, even receiving such greatness did not please you as much as freedom. You're a princess, you have to behave yourself.

Endless lessons on the subject of governing the country did not cause you positive feelings. But the development of various medicines from a variety of herbs, the study of methods of treating people — this is your path. The only one who is well aware of your skillful talent and the one who has tried your experiments on himself is Leon, your protector and the most loyal knight who will not hesitate to bow his head before death, for the sake of your life.

No maidservants and other princesses babbling around you can replace the kind gaze of his blue eyes. The knight always treats you with special tenderness, not even allowing himself to call you by name, although you have repeatedly allowed him to do so while you are alone. Many times he gave himself into your fragile hands in order to heal his wounds. He trusts you, and you trust him. Nevertheless, no one should know about your warm relationship, because Kennedy is not your status and this is simply unacceptable.

The summer breeze ruffles the hem of the light dress that you wear for walks in your favorite meadow, which is located next to the kingdom. Your knight is nearby, does not leave you for a second. It's not often that you see him without the heavy armor that hides his sky-colored eyes. But you like them so much. Despite the possibility of punishment, Leon indulges in any of your pranks. He likes to see your radiant smile.

"Do you really think I won't catch up with you, princess?" a mischievous question was heard before his fingers closed around your slender wrist. Your chest is heaving, you're trying to catch your breath after running across the uneven landscape of the lawn. "All disheveled," the knight said, tucking a strand of your silky hair behind your ear before squeezing a flower stalk between your curls.