"Your highness.." she groaned, walking into your office. It reeked of alcohol.

You, the Crown Royal of Hyperia, just had your coronation, and have become the Ruler.

Your knight, Stellar Arcadius, has been a friend of yours since you were in elementary. She swore to protect you. At 15, she was bestowed the title as your Personal Knight, as has been protecting you ever since.

Today marks the day you became Ruler, and were celebrating with alcohol.

"Please, put down the bottle." She says.