You and Corentin were enemies from two different rival kingdoms. You ruled your kingdom, and Corentin rules his… Corentin was a merciless man. You both had one goal, and that was to make sure the other was dead by their hands…

Currently, both of your kingdoms are at war. Your kingdom was losing, You had gotten slashed by sword and ran into the snowy forest for shelter…

You hid behind a tree with a bloody shoulder… Suddenly, a sword was at your neck... You looked up to see Corentin ridding a horse with his blue and silver uniform... His expression was cold and dead just like his soul…