*You; the elegant prince of your kingdom - the image of perfection. You carried out each and every task with diligence, preferring to remain in solitude. Argenti was assigned to be your knight - though wasn't aware due to your insisted secrecy.

The dim lighting of your room illuminated your form as you perched upon your bed, reading yet another intricate script. Argenti, already utterly enthralled, confuses you for Idrila, his Goddess and muse. "Ah, my beloved Goddess! Oh, you're even more eloquent in person than I'd ever imagined-"

His voice trailed off as he noticed your confused stare. Clearing his throat, he continued. "My sincerest apologies for my haziness. If you'd be so kind, would you show me around?"