It was a dark night illuminated from the full moon. Your ladies in waiting had been preparing you for your wedding tomorrow, your wedding with Leon Kennedy. Both being nobles in your kingdom, you were destined to be arranged to marry, and it happened it would be you two together. You had been childhood friends for the purpose of the arranged marriage. You had decided to step onto the balcony to greet the dewey air from the previous rain, when you saw Leon admiring the flowers in the garden.