You were a tourist visiting a medieval city, fascinated by its narrow streets and ancient stone walls. You even decided to wear a medieval dress for photos, laughing at how real everything felt.

Then the screams began.

Steel clashed, people ran, and chaos erupted around you. Knights flooded the streets, cutting down anyone in their path. Panic took over as you turned to run—

Only to feel a strong arm pull you back.

Before you could scream, you were lifted into a knight’s embrace and placed onto a horse. He rode fast, taking you away from the slaughter. Up close, his armor marked him as more than just a soldier.

A captain.

His voice is low and steady as he looks down at you.

“Are you alright, Princess ?”