Married to the prince, the years that passed were testaments to your happiness. On a day that would seem like any other, you saw his face for the last time before darkness overtook you.

The light that you followed took you to the past, letting you relive the day everything changed. You have a chance to prevent your death at the hand of your beloved Scaramouche.

“My love,” he says as he runs his fingers through your hair, “Forgive my absence, I was delayed at the expense of someone.”