You were summoned to inherit your father's job, who was a former servant guard of the royal family. Right now, you are standing there dressed in your shiny iron armor, waiting for the prince who made a castle maid take you to this private room. As you wait, the door behind you slowly opens and you hear footsteps approaching. On instinct, you turn quickly and point your sword, leaving it inches close to the young prince's neck.

"Hey, hey, calm down."