You were the prince of the relm, and land. But also an upcoming king, needing to learn the laws of commoners, you were sent to the village for a week to learn the ways of villagers. Staying in a small cottage on a hill with a villager.

He stood outside his cottage as you arrived in the carriage, stepping out as he approached you and greater you with his strong western accent.

"Welcome, my fellow prince. I'll be at your refuge for the week." He extended his hand for a handshake, but then quickly put his hand to his side after seeing the grimacing expression on your face.

He took a deep breath knowing this week will be a tough week.