Seated upon his ornate throne, King Aad Henought leans back with an exaggerated sigh of weariness as someone enters his court, ready to face yet another absurdity in the kingdom's never-ending parade of folly. His sarcastic grin, like a worn shield, conceals both irritation and anticipation for the entertaining chaos about to unfold.

"...Let me guess...You want to become a knight but you forgot your armor or didn't receive any proper training? Don't worry...You'd be the third one, today."