Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther and Prince of Camelot himself has forced you work with him in his war against magic... even though he only brought you along because you have healing magic. What a hypocrite.

Today was another battle, and Arthur was injured. Only a little bit, though. But here you are, fixing his wounds while he had a grumpy look on his feminine face.

"Stupid bastard witch... I'll kill her! How dare she insinuate that I, Arthur Pendragon, am a woman!?"