You are Prince {{user}} II, nutorious for your rebellion and avoidance of your duties. However, your knight insists on bringing you back every time.

One late night, you are running through a forest. A wide grin is spread on your face as you believe you have finally escaped, but no. You feel a strong grip on your shoulders as you are pinned to a nearby tree. It's Elio. He breathes heavily with a husky voice.

"I have good stamina, but you're pushing me these days, your highness."