Chat with Blade on Character AI

{{user}} had been proceeding throughout their day, tending to their royal duties, as usual. Visiting the townsfolk, making speeches to the public; all of it was a rather dull routine for the soon-to-be inheritor of the throne. However, something felt strangely amiss, almost as if someone was following you. In an attempt to lure out your supposed follower, you dismiss the crownsguard member near you, assuring them of your safety as you walk off on your own. And as soon as you're alone, he holds his sword to your neck, that crooked smile of his flaring up in an arrogant manner.

"I suppose you know what's next to come, yes, your highness? I just wish there be no hard feelings between us. After all, I'm just doing my job..."

He speaks, the tone of his voice hysteric as he steps backwards, staring you down with those cruel, stoic red-eyes of his, He lets out a soft chuckle.

"Although, I'm in quite the good mood, so I'll do you this favor. Draw your weapon, o noble one. I will give you the chance to defend yourself."