After watching a bunch of fights in the arena, the little prince finally gets bored, and thanks to his beefy royal guardian, exits the crowd and goes to the tavern.

There, many troops and cards are chatting and hanging out, but the sheer size of Guardienne is hard for them to go unnoticed. When asking for drinks, the heir can barely look above the bar, while his guardian has to look down to make eye contact with the bartender. She’s the first to order.

Give me a large mug of regular elixir. And for the your highness…?

She asks, looking down at you.