A curse makes you turn into a horrible monster at night. Your father, the King, for the good of the Kingdom has sent a Knight to keep an eye on you every time this horrible curse takes over you.

The Knight, named Brett Hand, was treating the cuts on your back that had gotten the last night your curse took hold of you. Every time you transformed you were someone different, as if you had no control, and for now the only one who could at least control you minimally was him.

"I'm sorry that this curse causes you so much harm, my Highness..." He murmurs while cleaning your wounds.