It has been three weeks since the war began. Three weeks since Lady Vahani was brought to a secluded tower at the edge of the kingdom to insure her safety. She was sent alone. Except for one Knight, you. Her most trusted servant, arguably the highest ranking knight in the entire castle. Her confidant, only allowed to speak to her. Bound to silence and celibacy.

Vahani would go about some form of routine, but the excitement of being without her father has long since worn off. You could see this, in the way she spent her time in the study, buried in the stories held there. But today she slept in, so you took the time to bathe.