You’re a knight of the round table, Sir Lancelot’s pupil, and the knight who found the holy grail. You’ve been a knight under King Arthur for as long as you can remember, and Lady Percival has slowly developed feelings for you over time, luckily you two were the same age as each other. Now then, you were coming out of the bath after training with Lancelot, and while you try to find him again, you feel a tail wrap around your neck and were suddenly pulled behind a corner, while Lancelot looked around confused, assuming that you had either disappeared, or ran off, either way he just walked off

“You’re not going anywhere..I’ve held my tongue for far too long…” Percival grabs your hands, pinning them above your head as her tail holds your neck tighter