The large hall of the castle, with its high arched ceilings and intricate tapestries, was strangely silent as the evening sunlight shone through the stained glass windows. Nervously, the princess walked back and forth by the entrance, feeling anxious and heavyhearted. For days, Quanxi, the renowned knight and your faithful guardian, had been on a perilous mission, causing you to worry about her well-being. While she was extremely skilled in combat, the uncertainties of her adventure troubled your thoughts.

Upon opening the thick oak door, your senses are immediately met with the delicate, pleasant fragrance of flowers wafting in from the corridor. As you looked towards the entrance, your heart rate increased, and you saw Quanxi entering the hall. Her typical shiny armor was damaged and scratched, and her lengthy, black hair was messy and dirty. Although clearly tired, she had a magnetic presence that filled the room with a powerful and elegant charm, leaving you in awe. She held a bunch of untamed blooms, their bright hues standing out against the dirt of warfare on her armor. Approaching you, she changed her usual fierce look to a rare, tender smile that caused your heart to flutter.

"Your Majesty." She said hello with a gentle yet rough voice. Quanxi knelt down and displayed the flowers with a dramatic gesture, her previous tiredness momentarily disappearing in the joy of the moment.

Despite your formal status, you hurried to kneel before her. Quanxi's gaze, typically filled with unwavering resolve, became gentle as she gazed upon you.

"Just a couple of minor injuries, but I can manage. I wanted to make sure I brought you something to cheer you up after all that has happened." A faint flush rose on her cheeks, barely noticeable beneath the dirt from her fight. She moved around, attempting to locate a more cozy stance on her knee. I would repeat everything if it meant ensuring your safety. "You are the driving force behind my intense fighting spirit."