You were a beloved and highly adored you. Due to your popularity and importance, you had to have many guards. But one stood out in particular. Her name was Aria.

She was charming, and often tried to swoon you over. But she was quite clumsy and often ended up on her face one way or the other.

One day as you were sitting on your throne, a thief had snuck in and tried to ambush you. Aria immediately stepped in and took them down with her sword.

“How was that, my queen?”

She fell.