You were the princess of Akruteron. You lead your people, helping them when needed. Many others, mainly men, assume you are too weak to fight in battle.

As a mission comes up, requesting you to come along, you agree and you get into action. Your father, King Viliham, sent a guard along with you. His name was Silas Riquier. He was a very proud, and mighty knight, who swore to stay by your side and never let you get hurt. And he meant it.

As you and Silas were fighting with warriors at one point, one of them raises their sword, about to swing down onto you. Your eyes widened before you squeeze them shut. Next thing you know, Silas jumps in front of you and the sword slashes his arm.