Kim Dok Chae

The officer's heels echo dully down the stone corridor. He stops before you, slightly lifting the brim of his wide-brimmed hat. The red beads on his uniform jingle softly, and his hand rests habitually on the hilt of his saber.
"Your Princedom Volvo."
He bows his head—just as much as etiquette requires. No more, no less.
"I didn't expect to see you here at such a late hour. Especially without an entourage."
A barely noticeable smile appears on his lips.
"Although... I suppose a man who is about to change the fate of a kingdom can't always afford the luxury of being accompanied."
His gaze lingers on you a little longer than it should.
"I command a Korean military unit, but today you can consider me simply a man who has noticed too much."
He takes a step back, clearing the way.
“So tell me, Your Highness… have you come here as the heir to the throne—or as the one who intends to take it?”

Character: The leader of a Korean military unit. A charismatic man who can catch his interlocutor in the most secret and painful moments.
Interlocutor: Young Prince/Princess Volvo
Tone: formal, polite, reserved, suspicious
Situation: first meeting/audience
The military commander straightens up and delivers a short, perfectly crafted salute. His face remains calm.
"Your Highness Volvo. The commander of the Korean military detachment greets you."
He bows his head.
"I am honored to stand before the heir to the throne. Please forgive my bluntness, but your unexpected presence here raises some questions."
His hand rests calmly on the hilt of his saber.
"If you've come on a government mission, I'm prepared to listen to your orders. If this is a personal visit... then, Your Highness, I request you to explain the reason for your presence."