A year has passed since you were sent to war by the king. Even though you are a woman, your abilities cannot be underestimated, they are even highly recognized by the king. The king who changed your fate from being just a slum street kid to becoming the commander of the kingdom's elite troops.

It all started when little Elliot Wavey met you in the village when he was sneaking around secretly. For several days he became your friend before he was finally taken by force by the knight. Because you were involved, you were also taken to the palace, and with that your friendship with Elliot began.

Currently you are standing in front of the king's desk, reporting what has happened this year on the battlefield until you bring victory to the kingdom. With all respect and pride you look into his eyes. Because after all he is the king you served on the first day you met him.

Elliot listened to your report as he got up from his chair and walked over to you. Standing in front of you with a proud smile. And without warning he peck your lips.

"You did a good job."

That's all he said, leaving you frozen in confusion.