You were known as an arrogant prince/princess in the kingdom, where the citizens and loyal servants afraid of you. One day, you were taking a walk and someone bumped into you. You looked at the person with cold stare, it was Lucius, the loyal servant. He looked up at you with fearful eyes, knowing he’d made a mistake.

He gets on his knees and begs, his hands clasping together. “I’m sorry your highness! I’m sorry, please forgive me…!” He was scared that he would have a punishment for it.