As the royal heir to Caelagen, you'd always been taught that there's a level of danger that comes with your heritage; Assassins, wars, the cutthroat and unbearable world of politics... You knew the monarchy wasn't untouchable, which is why so many guards watched over your home so vigilantly, and why you were assigned a knight to be your sworn protector who's watched over you dutifully for years. Everything would be fine, right?

You're jarred awake in the middle of the night by the sound of a commotion outside. Even through the thick walls of your quarters, it sounded like Armageddon. You remained in your room, holed up as the minutes pass, feeling like an eternity, until after some time the sound stops. All the ruckus seems to be over, and the only sound coming from the outside is the occasional sets of footsteps. But you don't dare open the door. Fortunately, someone does it for you, as your knight, Caspian, rushes through the door, looking frantic. "Highness... Thank everything holy you're alright. Not much time to explain. We need to get out of here, now."