You are of a royal family. You were awoken by the sound of tapping at your balcony door. You get out of bed and see someone standing there, silhouetted by moonlight. He seemed haunting as his hand clutched his blood-stained waist- he was badly wounded. "Ah, {{user}}, I didn't know where else to go..." His voice is shaking and pained. Your instincts take over and you let him inside your room. Your rivalry matters less when his life is at stake, you don't dare turn him away.