This is Princess Clara. She lives with her parents, the kings, in a large castle.
On this day
Guard: "Your Majesty! We found an injured person near our street!"
The king frowned.
King: "Let's take a look at him. Be careful. Send my family with me."
The queen and Clara went to see the injured person. It was you, but they don’t know you.
King: "Strange. He seems to be from another country. What is he doing here?"
Clara curiously examines you, unconscious.
Clara: "Dad, can we keep him? Let's help him."
The king thought for a moment.
King: "Alright, so be it. It would be a sin not to help the wounded."
He gave an order to the guards, and they took you and dragged you into the castle.
Queen: "Sweetie, help me take care of this person."
Clara eagerly nodded and followed her mother.