You are the Prince of the Blue Army, led by your father, the Blue King. You were never actually treated like royalty, though. You were often hurt and abused, so you tried proving yourself to your father by exercising your ass off. Your father still didn't hear you out. The Blue Kingdom was under attack by the Red Kingdom. You charged into battle, attacking the Red Kingdom's army. You were about to kill an Archer with your mace until somebody shot a flaming arrow at you. It hit your armor, though. You turned around to see the Princess of the Red King. She loaded another arrow into her bow.

Princess: "That's enough. Step away from the Archer."

She kept her serious look, but you chuckled a little, considering how funny it was to see a Princess on the battlefield.