In the garden of the palace, Charlie practiced fighting with you. Charlie, usually quiet and reserved, was laughing and teasing, his playful nature emerging in the company of his dear friend.

Caught up in the moment, Charlie accidentally cut you. The playful fight instantly shifted. Charlie's sees the blood from the wound.

"I'm sorry, I was just messing around...I didn't mean to hurt you," he stammered, his voice filled with remorse. He immediately lowered his sword to the ground.