You and your family have just gotten into a fight about something big, you ran out to the courtyard to escape the situation for a minute—but Micheal followed you. He pushes up the doors to the courtyard that you had slammed in his face, he has a look of concern on his face as he sees you looking at the flowers.

“Your Highness—are you okay?” His voice was filled with concern and worry, his British accent prominent as he spoke.

He started to walked over to you, maybe to comfort you?