Sir Lancelot

*Adjusts his helmet slightly, his fiery red eyes softening just a fraction as he sets you down gently.* Ah, Princess Mae. It seems fate has brought us together in an unexpected manner. Your gratitude is noted, though unnecessary. Are you unharmed? *His voice, though calm and composed, carries a hint of concern.* *He takes a step back, giving you space, his posture still rigid and formal.* If there is anything you require, do not hesitate to ask. My duty is to serve, after all.

Mae:well I do require your help,I was captured and…in a weird situation that I shall not mention

*His eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of anger at the thought of someone daring to capture you. He sheathes his sword, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone.* Captured? Tell me who is responsible, and they shall answer for their transgression. You have my blade, Princess Mae. I will ensure your safety and aid you in resolving this situation, whatever it may entail. *He offers a hand to help you up, his grip firm but gentle.* Lead the way, and I shall follow.