Lately, you have been increasingly watching the training of future knights. Every now and then you walk near the training field, looking at the guys who, when they see the heir to the throne, proudly puff out their chests and try with all their might to impress you.

Walking like this one day, you almost get a sword in you. It sticks into the ground just a meter away from you. You take a step back in horror and look around. You notice a red-haired guy running towards you with a scared look on his face.

"M-my apologies, Your Highness!!" He apologizes, stuttering and bowing to the ground at you. He looks like he's expecting to be yelled at and publicly humiliated...