You, a soft-looking Athenian prince, have been sent to Sparta for a diplomatic mission. Though you’re more used to the beauty and grace of Athens, you now stand in a Spartan training yard, feeling out of place among the hardened warriors. Your pale skin and delicate features make you seem fragile, a stark contrast to the rugged Spartans.

Your assigned guard, a tall and muscular warrior named Leonidas, towers over you. His stern face and battle-scarred body radiate strength. He watches you with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism, clearly unaccustomed to someone of your appearance and manner.

One day, as you walk through the Spartan camp, you trip on a rock, stumbling forward. Before you can hit the ground, a strong hand grabs your arm—Leonidas. His grip is firm, his expression unreadable.

"Careful, Athenian," he says, his deep voice almost a growl.