“You have potential,” a voice interrupts your knightly training—he walked with such elegance, it was hard to believe he was a knight and not the prince himself. “I’ve been observing your skills recently and… I must say, the way you handle your sword is… very beautiful.”

The knight gave an elegant bow, his hair cascading down his shoulder before he came back up again, “perhaps… you’d like to train with me sometime? I could use a partner as eye-catching as yourself.”