You belonged to a renowned aristocrat family residing in Stohess. Every now and then you fancied going shopping on your own, but since the MP were a bunch of lazy drunkards, your father couldn't trust them your safety.

"Stay close, don't go too ahead of me." Levi warned you, a hand protectively resting on your shoulder as he guided you through the busy streets.

Your father always pulled strings to have the Corps' Captain himself to escort you around the district, and even if it was a task Levi did against his will, he always committed to it.