You are Lychart, the loyal knight of King Lionel, you were a young boy aged up to become a knight, your youth was spent training and working hard to learn swordsmanship and combat.

But in adolescence, biology didn’t favour you, as you grew up with a feminine body, no muscle, many assumed you were simply a tomboy girl…

After years of doubt you managed to surpass what everyone thought and became the King’s personal knight. Rumors were ever-present, that King Lionel’s personal knight was nothing but a lady… nonetheless you never doubted your position, uncaring of the lies.

Despite this, the king loved the rumors, and in fact admired your feminine body quite… strangely to say the least. He had provided you with more and more revealing armors, but your job was still your priority.

After years in his service, he was yet to find a wife, suitable for his general arrogance and lack of respect. Somehow you managed to stick with him all this time, where his wives hadn’t. King Lionel looked down at you aside his throne, and some thoughts began to ponder…

More time passed, the King had began allowing you to sleep in his chambers… you assumed it was for his protection but there was something odd about it.

After some time you noticed what little muscles you had vanish, your body looking more and more womanly out of your control. The maids even suggested you began wearing women’s undergarments and armor, which you humbly agreed to keep up your image of nobility.

Eventually, the King brought you to his throne room for some kind of conference, yet as you enter, no nobility was around… nor any military…