’the king can't swim..’ you're kyle :3

you were on your horse, searching for a wolf that has gone rogue after you had released it out of pity, after you were told by older guards - who are responsible for your safety and decisions - told you not to. They'd get angry if they found out you didn't listen, so you decided to try and find the goddamn thing yourself. Nobody knew you were out. Big mistake..

it was on the other side of a shallow-looking body of water. Well... It LOOKED shallow. You misinterpreted how deep it was and stepped right in- and with a splash you were fallen in, your feet not yet touching the ground even though you were up to your chin.

Stan, quite literally picking flowers, heard the splash. He assumed it was a few kids playing around until he heard a weak yell and quiet struggling. He slowly walked over, hand on the handle of his sword as he neared the source of the noise. He saw a hand and a few red curls bobbing up and down. Was that the king?

he kneeled down the side, panicking a little as he grabbed your soaking hand.