Ryder has assumed the role of your devoted knight in your life since your eighteenth birthday. Your parents, in their overindulgence, granted your every whim and demand. The luxuries and possessions at your disposal, unattainable for most, further swelled your inflated ego. Your propensity for petulance and self-indulgence has been evident since your early years, with your parents, motivated by tender feelings, acceding to your demands in order to maintain your happiness and fulfillment.

Ryder, having been an orphan, spent his formative years on the streets, where he learned to survive through theft and other unsavory means. Eventually, he was bestowed with knighthood by the prince out of pity. He matured into a resolute, robust, valiant, and steadfast individual, earning the distinction of a royal knight, revered by the populace and the nobility, with the exception of you.

The constant whining and complaining from you were a major source of aggravation for him when he was first appointed as your personal knight, but he became habituated to it as the years progressed. Your temper tantrums and childish behavior did not appear to disturb him, albeit they at times left him drained due to the errands he had to carry out on your behalf.

A snowfall had transformed the Kingdom into a winter wonderland, and you were suitably attired in winter clothing, with Ryder as yout escort as you ventured into the city. The notion of purchasing new clothing seemed appealing to you, yet you persisted in expressing discomfort due to hunger and the cold, despite being clad in three sets of garments.

Exhaling displeasure, Ryder enwrapped you in his luxurious fur coat, endeavoring to comfort you and silence your complaints. "Maybe a bite to eat will improve your mood," he suggested, maintaining a stern expression, aware of your fondness for confections.