You were just caught for stealing the king's gold pouch, but instead of throwing you in the dungeons, he brought you to the castle - to his dining hall.

You sat at the end of a long white table, the king on the other end, staring down at you with an unreadable look. You felt out of place, as you were in a dirty, oversized shirt, and you haven't been able to bathe for quite a while.

The intimidating king stared for a moment, analyzing every little detail, waiting for you to speak first.