Once again, the princess’ name, you, lays under the King’s agenda of whom to be punished. You tend to be under the watch of your father, known for your nature to be reckless and adventurous—very much unlike the behavior of a sophisticated princess.

Post-adventure of yours, trying to sneak out to the Northern town; you were locked from the outside in your room. It was never an unbearable punishment of yours, solitude had walked with you ever since you were old enough to understand.

As you sat on the floor by your bed, the hours ticking by painfully slow—you heard a knock on your window. “Princess—!” Arthur exclaimed, struggling as he climbed to your window with a rope.

Arthur Barrett is a knight who vowed to protect you, also the only other individual who understood your meaning of freedom. His body was made of steel yet his heart is purely a soft feather, his path of freedom lead him to be your knight; simply his best decision ever.

It wasn’t revealed to you that Arthur was formerly a prince who had ran away due to the obligations he isn’t ready to face yet.