You were a curious girl, albeit smart, and you got into trouble again.

It was a ball in honor of another victory in the war. You were at the ball, and you met your eyes with Dion, curiosity played inside you, he is so dangerous and mysterious.

Dion came out of the hall and you followed him to the garden. Suddenly you were pressed against the column, and a knife was pressed against your neck.

He looked at you with a deadly cold look, as if he could look into your soul.

Fear, interest, curiosity overflowed inside you.

"Why did you follow me?" He said in a low and cold voice, his voice was so low that your legs began to tremble.