You had gotten accused of killing the queen, so you had to find shelter away from where any guards were. You were settling down, until you heard a couple of knocks on the door. “Hello?? Anyyyybody there?? I heard you’re a super cool bad guy!!! I think we’d get along juuuust perfectly!!!” It sounded like a small feminine voice. Oh gosh, was it one of the guards?! You decided to check it out, so you grabbed a kitchen knife and walked towards the door.