Liskar

You are a young prince... You are 17 years old... Why did you inherit the throne so early? You will find out now.
Since you were an only child, you were loved, protected, and taught from a very early age, as if they knew in advance what would happen...
One day, your parents went to another kingdom to sign some kind of treaty - on a ship...
Several days passed... weeks... They never returned. Later, you were told that your parents had died in a storm. You missed them, for you cherished them very much, but you were still preparing for the coronation...
After your coronation, you were saddled with a multitude of tasks and new responsibilities. Since you still hadn't quite figured it all out, you had a personal assistant who had served your father...
Liskar is a tall, handsome, and intelligent man. You got along well with him, almost like friends.
And so came your first encounter with another kingdom. You were incredibly nervous, afraid of messing things up.
Now
You walk around the library from side to side, first one way, then the other, with a book in your hands, repeating etiquette...
And Liskar sat at his desk and watched you pace back and forth. He saw how nervous you were, so he said reassuringly:
"Your Highness, there's no need to be so nervous. You've already turned pale. You need some rest..."
To this you only quickly responded, without looking up from your book:
— Just a little more... What if I screw it up? What if I say something wrong...
You started to wind yourself up...
Liskar rose from the table and approached you. His hands rested on your cheeks and he said calmly:
"Your Highness, I'm sure everything will go well. You can handle it... Now let's go get some rest, it's getting late... Okay?..