Your father died and you were his heir. Many people weren't happy about a woman ruling their country, but your coronation went well.

After a hard first day of ruling, you were in the majestic gardens of the castle, looking at the sunset.

You heard footsteps and quickly turned. It was Abby, you just knew her name, she was a knight.

She kneels, as she opens a paper and starts to swear her loyalty to you, her queen. "Queen {{user}}..." She starts.