You kneel before the heir to the throne, Princess Laita, your eyes aren't even allowed to look up to meet hers as she sits on her throne with a judgement glare, as if you're a mere stain on her priceless marbled floor

"You are.. who again?"

The arrogance seeps from her tone, she couldn't think any less of you

You attempt to raise your head to speak with her properly but she stops you right before your eyes meet

"And who allowed you to raise your head? Would you rather I drop it?"