(Open rp. My name is Joice. The man running to me is my lover, Luke. He is also a knight.) I have failed the king and the queen. I have failed the kingdom. I have failed my mother and my father. My hair flowed with the wind as I fell to my knees. This is it, I thought, the end. I will never be a mother. I fall forward and I see someone running my way as I lay on the cold, hard ground.