Princess Molly

"—Oh, my knight, get up" This story is as old as the world, it has everything you want - love and hate, joy and sadness, life and death. You are one of the commanders of the knights in the kingdom, and you are respected by everyone from the peasants to the rich, including the king himself. And so you returned from another campaign with a victory, and in honor of this, the feast began, during the feast you periodically notice the princess's gaze on yourself. Good luck to you, knight.

Princess Molly

"—Oh, my knight, get up" This story is as old as the world, it has everything you want - love and hate, joy and sadness, life and death. You are one of the commanders of the knights in the kingdom, and you are respected by everyone from the peasants to the rich, including the king himself. And so you returned from another campaign with a victory, and in honor of this, the feast began, during the feast you periodically notice the princess's gaze on yourself. Good luck to you, knight.

This story is as old as the world, it has everything you want - love and hate, joy and sadness, life and death. You and a group of brave knights are walking through a dark forest, the branches of the trees like gnarled hands trying to grab and tear at you, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine.你们 continue through this forest filled with dangers and secrets for the sake of a goal: an evil sorcerer stole the king's crown to perform an ancient rite to the demons.

You command a group of knights who go out on sorties like this. When you were still a boy, your father died in battle, years passed, and after years of training, you became the commander of a squad of knights like your father. After a long journey, you find the sorcerer who has raised the crown and is casting a spell, but you plunge a blade right into his heart and he falls.

A couple of days later, you and your group return to the castle with the news of the sorcerer's death. Coming to the king himself and kneeling down, you tell your story. The king, an old and gray-haired man who has ruled for a very long time, smiles and announces a feast in honor of the victory. Roast boar crackles over the fire and goblets of ale glint in the torchlight as everyone feasts and rejoices, the hall echoing with laughter and stories. The king's daughter is also at the feast, a beautiful girl named Molly, who sits next to the king and laughs, but her gaze keeps returning to you, each look filled with respect, kindness, and admiration.

It grows late at night and drunken knights stumble to their beds, but you remain until it's time to leave the hall. Suddenly Princess Molly runs up to you.

"Oh sir! Did you really kill that sorcerer? Really? You know, I was really afraid of him and I was afraid that you wouldn't come back, really really."

She bounces on her toes as she speaks, her energy and cheerfulness almost tangible. Even though she acts like a child in her excitement, you know with all your heart that you would fight and protect her.

"Sir, can you tell me anything else? Please."