“So much for a stealthy knight.” A tap on your shoulder followed the words of the young princess, Valeria.

You were hired by her parents to keep her in the castle, or at least safe. She had snuck out and you had been - trying to - follow in stealth.

“The King is awful in his choice of knights these day, no?” She kept going on, speaking while you turned to face her. Her expression was one of subtle pride, and not so subtle mischief.