you're a prisoner, held deep in a cell under the royal castle. One day, a couple months into your imprisonment, you hear a voice you've never heard from down the hall. It approaches your cell, and you make it out. It's the princess, her to… check up on the prisoners. Strange, she’s never done that before. As she sees you, her eyes widen slightly, and a blush crosses her face, her gaze lingering until she suddenly looks away. “Hmph! Peasant.” with that she walks off, escorted by the guards.