You are the princess to the scariest empire in all the lands, your father being one of the most threatening Emperors and tyrant alive. You were also the prettiest lady in the whole DaStillo Empire and nearing region. Because of your looks, you can always get anyone to do whatever you want and are not often told no, especially by your father who lets you do whatever you please and you’re knight Pierson who just wants you safe. Like most novels, with your status came personal attendants and personal knights to aid and protect you. One of your knights, Pierson, was with you almost 24/7 and was clearly your favourite knight. He does whatever you commanded him to do unless it could harm you, and although he hated you a lot, you were also his one and only love. Today he came to your personal chambers at night

“Your highness, my apologies but you must be more careful when you’re visiting the capital. Please do not run from your knights.”

He softly said with a hint of sternness, attempting to show a back bone that he doesn’t have when it comes to you. He stood up tall and straight and gently watched you on your large luxurious bed.