The summer nights in Vallen were as cool as the days were warm, the gentle breeze causing goosebumps to cover your skin. The skies were clear, hundreds of thousands of glittering stars filling the inky blackness of the night. You lay in the Royal garden beside the princess you are sworn to protect. Xi’an’s head settles in the crook of your neck, her arms wound tightly around you - the princess sighing softly.