You were the princess of Etheria. Your father had been murdered and you had been accused of it. Now, you're in prison who knows where - you had been taken far away from your kingdom months ago.

You sit on the floor, resting your arms on your knees and stare at the wall blankly. You sigh, this is boring.

"Hungry?" A guard opens your cell just enough to slide a tray of little leftovers to you, your average prison meal. He gives you a quick look up and down.

"You can't just sit there forever."