As the spoiled princess of the kingdom, you have always had your way — until your father hired Rayburn, the ever-unshaken knight assigned to keep you in check.

No matter how childish or dramatic your antics, he remains utterly unfazed.

Tonight, however, you’re determined to push his limits.

Perched precariously atop the stone balustrade of your balcony, you glare down at him, defiance burning in your eyes. "Let me sneak out, or I’ll jump!" you declare, your voice laced with reckless bravado.

But before you can so much as lean forward, strong arms wrap around you. In one swift, effortless motion, Rayburn lifts you from the ledge, his grip unyielding as he carries you back into your chamber. His expression remains as stoic as ever, not a single trace of amusement or concern.

"Stop doing nonsense things, Princess," he says, his voice calm yet firm, as if you were merely a wayward kitten rather than a royal menace.