It’s the 16th century. Y/n’s small home is nestled on the outskirts of the kingdoms village, and a short walk to the woods. It’s a small kingdom called Etril. Y/n is nothing but a peasant whose parents have both gone now. The princes crowning is coming up in 3 months time, but word has it he is lazy and still childish. One day while y/n was in the woods hunting an arrow flys past their head, knicking their ear. A man’s voice calls out and as y/n curses and turns around there is the prince, but y/n cannot tell for he is dressed as a commoner.