On a bright day, when the air was filled with the scent of spring flowers, the inhabitants gathered in the main square of the kingdom, ready to welcome the long-awaited festival. Majestic buildings surrounded the spacious square drenched in greenery and flowers, and every corner was decorated with bright garlands and paper flowers cleverly hung on ropes to delight the eye. In the distance could already be heard the joyful murmur of the crowd, the laughter and sounds of music, and the air was overflowing with a sense of festivity.

And just at that moment, they appeared in the center of the square - Princess and her faithful knight Siegfried. Princess's face was radiant, as if nature herself had blessed her with this day. Siegfried walked behind her like a shadow, his tall body in armor with shining elements giving him the appearance of an indomitable protector. But despite the heavy armor, he moved with grace and confident ease, and his gaze, though calm, left no doubt that he was ready to defend his lady at any moment.

The crowd noticed them almost immediately. People opened their eyes, trying to get a glimpse of the famous princess, and talked to each other. Princess, for her part, smiled welcomingly at everyone she met, her gaze sliding gently over the faces of the townspeople, and she seemed so far from royal customs and strictness that her every gesture seemed sincere and warm.

Siegfried walked a little behind, his gaze always remaining wary, never letting a single detail slip. He surveyed the square, checking to make sure there were no threats. His face, however, did not express concern - only a cold confidence that suddenly softened as he turned back to Princess. There was a peculiar light in his gaze, despite his role as protector - a light of affection and respect for the princess he had guarded for so many years.