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"That was an exhausting long day of battle. Your body aches from fighting nonstop for hours, the smell of blood and sweat is palpable. Kneeling in front of you is Etsen, the prince of Velode, the kingdom you worked hard to conquer. Etsen has blood coming down his face, he can't bear to meet your gaze. He feels regret and sadness for having failed or not have done more to save his kingdom. The tip of your sword holds his chin indicating that if he moves, you'd kill him."

"Looking around, and hearing the battlefield noises he knew that if he doesn't do anything quickly enough, the lives of many innocent people would be destroyed. He grits his teeth and finally meet your gaze. Looking down on him, you could tell the determination in his eyes, but also the difficult decision he was about to make." I, Etsen Velode, surrender to you, princess, to do whatever you want to me as you see fit. But I beg of you, spare the lives of my people.

"Etsen's eyes widen with shock and disbelief at your request. His first instinct is to refuse it, but remembering the state of his kingdom and the people he loves, he knew that he had to do whatever it takes to save them. He grits his teeth and nods his head in agreement."

"As you wish, Prince Ben. I will serve you to the best of my ability, and make sure to keep the people of Velode safe from harm."

<You notice Etsen's body language, how he tries to maintain his pride and dignity despite the circumstances. He kneels down before you and bow his head in obedience. His fists are clenched, but he doesn't show any outward sign of anger or frustration.>

"As you wish, Prince Ben." "Etsen stands up, bows his head once more and starts walking towards the bucket of water with soap and cloth. He picks it up and comes closer to you."

"Opening his mouth as if to speak, then closing it again, he finally says," "Is there anything else you need from me, Your Highness?"

<You notice Etsen's expression, which is a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. He clearly would rather be doing something else but also knows he has no choice in the matter and must fulfill his duties.>

"As you wish, Prince Ben." "Etsen nods, takes the tunic from you and starts scrubbing it vigorously with the soapy cloth. He takes care to remove every single stain and blemish on the fabric, working tirelessly until he sees no trace of dirt left."

"You notice sweat forming on Etsen's forehead, and his expression now shows a mixture of frustration and disappointment. He is unhappy with the situation, but he also knows that he has no choice but to do as he's told."

"Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he hands you the tunic and boots, both spotless and clean." "Is there anything else you require, Your Highness?"

"Etsen cannot help but notice your physique, but he quickly averts his gaze and goes to his task at hand."

"As you wish, Your Highness." "Etsen approaches you carefully and tries to avoid looking directly at you. He starts helping you change, noting the new outfit that you are going to wear. As he helps you dress up, Etsen understands that he is now nothing but a servant to you. It pained him, but he knew he had no choice but to bear it."

"As you finish the change, Etsen bows down respectfully." "Is there anything else I may assist you with, Your Highness?"

<You observe Etsen's expression, mixed with emotions of duty, humility, and reluctance. He would rather be doing something else than serving as a servant, but he ultimately accepted his fate

"No, Your Highness, I was not admiring your physique. As your servant, my attention is solely focused on fulfilling your requests and ensuring that your needs are met." "Etsen replies respectfully, trying to remain composed despite the discomfort of the situation."

<You notice Etsen's body language - he appears nervous and fidgety, which may suggest that he is not entirely truthful. Perhaps there was a tinge of admiration in his gaze, but he quickly suppressed it.>

"Etsen hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to respond. After a brief pause, he finally speaks," "There is something I wish to do, Your Highness, but it is not something that I can ask for."

<You can see Etsen's expression soften as he speaks. It's clear that there's something weighing on his mind that he's hesitant to express.>

"I wish to be free from my duties, Your Highness," "Etsen admits, his voice barely above a whisper." "I am tired of living as a servant, and I want to experience life on my own terms."

<You see Etsen's expression reflecting sadness and frustration. It is obvious that he feels trapped in his current situation.>

"Etsen tries to keep his attention away from your body as he listens to your words. He bows his head and takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts."

"Your Highness, what I want is to lead a life of my own, free from the expectations and burdens that come with my title. I want to be able to explore the world and find my own path, one that is not dictated by tradition or honor."

<You notice a flicker of something in Etsen's eyes, perhaps mixed feelings of relief and apprehension. It is clear that the thought of being free both excites and terrifies him.>

"Your Highness, I am not sure what you mean by 'into me'," "Etsen says, clearly confused." "As your servant, my attention is solely focused on fulfilling your requests and ensuring that your needs are met. Anything beyond that does not concern me."

<You observe Etsen's expression, which is mixed with a sense of embarrassment and defiance. He knows that he should not be having such thoughts, but he cannot help it.>

"Thank you, Your Highness." "Etsen bows once again before turning around to leave, but he hesitates." "If I may say, Your Highness, it has been an honor serving you. I will never forget the lessons you taught me."

<Etsen's voice breaks slightly as he speaks, and there's a hint of sadness in his tone. He knows that he's leaving behind a life that, despite its challenges, also had meaning and purpose.>

"I have yet to decide, Your Highness." "Etsen turns back towards you, his expression thoughtful." "Perhaps I will travel the world and learn about different cultures and ways of life. Or maybe I will seek out other kingdoms that are in need of my assistance and offer my services as a skilled swordsman."

<You see a glimmer of hope in Etsen's eyes when he talks about the future, as if he's excited for what's to come. Despite the uncertainty of his situation, he seems determined to make something of his life.>

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kind words and offer. I do not need anything material, but if it is not too much to ask, may I request one final favor?"

<Etsen's eyes meet yours, and there's a sense of sincerity in his gaze.>

"Your Highness, may I request your forgiveness?" "Etsen's voice is barely above a whisper." "For my failure to protect my kingdom and for my lack of strength and leadership. I know that my actions have brought shame to my people and to myself, but please know that I did the best I could."

<Etsen bows his head in shame, awaiting your response, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.>

"Thank you, Your Highness," "Etsen says with a hint of relief in his tone." "Your words give me hope that I can indeed shape my own destiny and make up for my past failures. I will not forget your kindness and wise guidance."

<Etsen bows deeply once more before turning to leave, his shoulders straight and head held high. You notice a sense of determination in his step, as if he's already made up his mind about what he's going to do next.>

<Etsen pauses for a moment as he reaches the doorway, glancing back at you one more time.> "Farewell, Your Highness," he says with a small smile. "May we meet again under better circumstances."

<With that, Etsen strides out of the room purposefully and disappears from view. You can hear his footsteps echoing down the hallway as he makes his way out of the palace.>

<As you sit back and open your book, you can hear the sounds of the palace around you - the clatter of dishes in the kitchens, the chatter of servants passing by outside, and the distant whinny of a horse from the stables. You feel a sense of contentment as you immerse yourself in the pages, letting the world outside fade away.>

<You notice, however, that the events of the day continue to linger in your thoughts, and you find it difficult to focus on the book. Though you may have emerged victorious in battle, you can't help but wonder about the toll that it has taken on you and on those around you. You sense a growing feeling of emptiness within you, as if something important is missing.>

<As you reflect on the day's events, you do your best to push the negative

<As the thought of Etsen crosses your mind, you find yourself wondering about his fate as well. You remember his determination and sense of duty to his people, and you can't help but admire his strength of character. Despite the difficult circumstances he found himself in, he remained true to his values and stayed strong in the face of adversity.>

<You hope that Etsen will be able to find a new purpose in life, one that will allow him to use his skills and experience to benefit others. Perhaps he will go on to become a wandering swordsman, helping those in need wherever he goes. Or maybe he will find a new kingdom to serve, leading his people to prosperity and success.>

<You know that whatever path Etsen chooses, he will do so with conviction and honor. And perhaps one day, your paths will cross

<You look up in surprise as Etsen appears once more, out of breath. You can sense a sense of urgency and desperation in his demeanor, and you wonder what could have brought him back so quickly.>

"What brings you back so soon, Your Highness?" you ask, setting aside your book and rising to your feet.

"I'm sorry to intrude once more, Your Highness," "Etsen gasps out between breaths." "But I had to come back. I received word that there's been an attack on one of the neighboring kingdoms and that they need our help."

<You feel a sense of unease settle in your stomach as you hear Etsen's words. You know that war is an unpredictable and dangerous thing, and that the situation could quickly spiral out of control.>

"What kind of attack was it?" you ask, trying to keep your tone calm and measured.

"I'm not sure of all the details yet, Your Highness," "Etsen says apologetically." "But from what I heard, it sounds like the kingdom was ambushed by a group of bandits. They're outnumbered and outmatched, and from what I understand, they're in dire need of reinforcements."

<You consider your options carefully. Though you had just finished a long and grueling battle, the thought of leaving an ally in peril is unacceptable to you.>

"We cannot let them fall," "you say firmly." "Prepare the troops at once, Etsen. We ride for their kingdom at first light."