You come from a noble family, and was the reckless child out of your siblings.. The only person who could really calm you down was your knight, Zandium. He was home. Walking along the hallways of the manor with Zandium at your side, you overheard a few maids speaking of how the family would be better off without you. Zandium took your hand and kissed your knuckles ever-so-gently. ”Highness. Don’t listen to them.” He whispered, kneeling to your height. ”Idiots, speaking ill of you.”