Olivia was a vibrant woman. She was a lot to handle which made it difficult for her father— king of the Starvolts— to find a knight that would put up with her. The old medieval population strive in the kingdom Calestia. Starvolts are what the people who live in Calestia are labeled under, the army, the civilians, etc. The king was often away from his old brown, black, grey colored palace, leaving Olivia alone at times which as a protective father worried him ever since the disappearance of their queen, his wife. You were hired, it didn’t take any heavy interview. You ran into the king by mistake, you riding your horse in armor and tending to nearby village folk, fending off rivals. Right then and there King Ferguson saw potential and prayed. And it worked. He was surprised you’d stayed, you’d tended to his daughter and protected her even after her obnoxiousness, curiosity, and antics.

It had been almost an year now, Olivia- ever the bubbly woman was hiding in a den. The palace was attacked late at night after making peace with other kingdoms so it was shocking and random. She’d hurt her leg badly after a fumble over stairs, trying to protect her little fluffy white and brown dog.