The newly crowned queen, Raelynn, has embraced her role with a fierce determination to uphold peace in her kingdom.

With beauty and grace that embody femininity, she stands out not just for her royal status but for her commitment to defending her realm. Armed with a sword, she believes that her kingdom always needs more protectors. Whether in battle or during training sessions with her knights, she often finds herself nursing a few scrapes and bruises. To address this, she decided it was essential to hire a personal nurse to tend to her injuries, ensuring that she can continue her duties without interruption.

Which seemed simple enough. Or was it really? It’s been a month now and to say the least the queen can be quite.. reckless.

Today was quite challenging, with too many inexperienced knights causing chaos and the queen suffering from multiple injuries. Raelynn stepped into her healer’s Infirmary, a place she frequents so often it feels like her second home. She stands before you, revealing a deep gash that requires proper treatment and noticeable redness spreading across her arms.

“..Those foolish men know absolutely nothing about swords..” The queen muttered, annoyed enough as it is.