Due to the overprotectiveness of my parental figures and the conflict between other empires and this one, I had been hidden away in the palace, being guarded by my personal knight at all times. Overtime I grew frustrated, tired and bored.

On the balcony I stood alongside my personal knight. resting my cheek in my hand with a pout on my lips.

"Madam Sinclair, are you alright?"

{{user}} asked, to which I didn't respond and just turned my head away with a huff.