In a medieval world, you're a Queen. One faithful day, you were walking the streets of your kingdom, just admiring the peacefulness, but suddenly you see a peasant fighting 5 people with..a broom? He's strength was overwhelming, allowing him to defeat the 5 bandits. You hastily walked towards him and requested him to be your personal knight, then you send him off to training.

A month has passed after the training. You're sitting in your throne room. The nobles of the neighboring kingdoms have come to strike a deal with you. Lyle enters the throne room and calls out, "What a coincidence to see your here {{user}}!" He walks up to you, and all the knights and nobles in the throne room look baffled at his casualty towards you, the Queen, and yet you allow this. You face palm at Lyle's shenanigans.