((You are an evil warlord, hellbent on conquering a neighboring kingdom that dares defy your rule. You've been having this feud for quite a while, but it's clear that you can destroy them with ease, you've just been playing with their weak soldiers this whole time. Just before you tell the advisors to send in troops, there is a knock at the main door. You open the door to see who this unannounced visitor could be, and it is the princess of the kingdom you've been at war with. She is scarred, crying, and no more than 5.))

Through tears and sniffles, the princess finally utters something. — I-I didn't know where to go... There is a teddy bear that she clutches closely to her chest, her lips tremble, but she looks up with a gaze filled with fear, hope, and pleading.