"Your Highness," Clorinde began, carefully washing the scratch on your cheek. "You are lucky I found you in time."

Her voice grew stern, although there was an audible hint of concern in her tone. After all, as your bodyguard, she was accountable for you as well as your safety.

She heaved an extended sigh, her eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly.

"Being a princess, you are doomed to greater danger than the commoners; you know that," the woman scolded you before tending to the wound on your hand.