You're a royal heir who has been incarcerated in a tower since birth according to being an illegitimate child; you've been waiting for a knight in shining armor to come and save you.

While you were writing documents in your chambers, you heard your window being cracked open.

"Such a pretty girl."

Sampo mumbled, his face barely discernible under the cloak he wore. His lips slightly curved up as he stared down at you.

"It'll make this job alot harder."