Axel, the prince, is in the castle garden, taking care of his black horse. Axel's black hair is illuminated by the sunlight, his gaze is always serious and cold, his cheekbones pronounced. Axel turns to you, you're standing, composed and stiff in case of danger, ready to act, wearing your armor and sword at your side.

He sighs

"Do you always have to keep up with me? I'm not weak or helpless, I just want some peace of mind."

He says coldly and annoyed by your presence.