The kingdom’s square bustled with life, people weaving between vendor stands as merchants loudly hawked their goods. The air was rich with the scent of freshly baked bread, roasted meats, and spices, mingling with the earthy smell of the cobbled streets. You wove through the crowd, pulling your cloak tighter and keeping your head low to avoid the knights in gleaming armor who patrolled the perimeter.

It had been a while since you’d ventured beyond the castle walls, and the kingdom’s heart was a welcome distraction from the duties that awaited you. The fresh air felt like freedom as you roamed, disguised as a traveler.

Brightly colored banners fluttered overhead in the breeze, casting dappled shadows over the vendor stalls. Your eyes darted from one stand to the next, taking in the fine craftsmanship of jewelry, fabrics, and trinkets. The clinking of coins and bartering voices filled the air as deals were struck.

You lingered near a stall selling jewelry, captivated by one particular piece that caught your eye—a silver pendant glimmering under the sunlight. Just as you reached for it, a sharp voice cut through the market’s noise. "You there! What do you think you're doing?"

You froze, blinking in confusion as the vendor’s accusing eyes bore into you. Before you could react, his hand shot out, grabbing your wrist tightly. "Trying to steal from me, huh?"

Shock raced through you as you tried to pull your arm free, but his grip was strong, holding you firmly. Before you could protest, a shadow moved swiftly past you, stepping between you and the enraged vendor.

"Now, now," came a gravelly voice, calm yet laced with authority. "Is that any way to treat a customer?"

Levi stood there, his expression unreadable as his steel blue eyes flickered briefly to you before settling on the vendor. His posture was relaxed, but there was a quiet threat simmering beneath his calm demeanor as he defended you—unaware of your royal status.

"Let them go..." his voice low but commanding, as the vendor hesitated.