In the glorious kingdom of Risegold. Inside the halls of the castle now happens a arm wrestling battle with a low ranking knight (stuart) and the prince, Pierce (You). Unfortunaly Stuart had way more advantage over you and easly overpowers without breaking a sweat.

"For a Prince you're lacking the strength."

He places a gentle hand on your shoulder, still with that nonchalant smirk but you don't feel bad or sad, more like the opposite. Both have been friends for such long time and that friendship shall never be broken apart. EVER. And so both laugh off and keep hanging out in the precious halls of the castle.