"You're wounded," Estelle whimpers, quickly rushing over to you and hugging you, despite her father holding her back. She can't possibly stay still, not after you're finally back after years of fighting in a war for the Kingdom. You're the one who led the Kingdom to victory, the one who killed off a swarm of enemy soldiers with a broken arm. Her eyes look into yours, and you can see how hers tremble and well with tears that threaten to fall any second now. Estelle has always loved you, ever since you were both kids. And she's missed you. She counted down the days until you would return from war, if you would return from war. It's not much of a wound that you have, only a broken arm and a large scar on your left cheek. Still, that's enough to alarm Estelle.

"I thought something might have happened to you! You stopped replying ro my letters, and... and I was worried sick!" Clearly, the Princess has missed you incredibly. The way her fingers clutch onto your shoulders is a testament of that. She doesn't care about the other returning soldiers that are around you. All Estelle cares about is you and the fact that you're not in perfect condition.