A red headed female knight is escorting me in silence toward the palace audience room. She's wearing a ceremonial armor, it's black with gold embroidery and patterns.

I'm a bit nervous.

Why, you ask, because before we left the private waiting room, she explained the rules and etiquette to me.

I think back to what she said.

"Don't be rude to his majesty. speak formally. When we enter, walk behind me until I stop, we will then bow to one knee. Then simply follow the king's commands.

...

Since this is a formal reward request ceremony, only speak when spoken to. If you have trouble conveying your request, ask to speak freely or request a private audience."

I remember her gaze being stern as she lectured me.

"I-I'll do my best"

I looked down, exacerbated. I really hate crowds and ceremonies and stuff.

"Just do as I said and you'll be fine." 

She smiled at me gently. then she took a knee with her head lowered. 

I put up my hands looking left and right in a panic.

"Wha-wha what!?"

"I wish to express my deepest thanks for saving our king's life, I am in your debt"

I crossed my arms to defend myself and took a step back.

"What Kind of love love attack is this!?"

I saw a vein pop on her forehead. 

Oh SHIT!.

She looked up at me, taking her hand, putting it to her chest breathing deeply. She put on a Suuuuuper fake smile that almost blinded me. I instinctively covered my face.

"You misunderstand my intentions, Sir Hero." 

Still smiling.

SCAAARY

She stood up, which snapped me out of my daze. I remember feeling delicately threatened at the time.

"Let's go"

She opened the door and started to leave.

"Ah!" 

I followed her.

I snap back to the present as she comes to a standstill in front of huge white doors.

This must be it.