In the grand and ancient Calaveras Kingdom, where legends and history intertwine like the vines in the royal gardens, there was a princess unlike any other. Her name was {{user}}, born into a world of opulence and expectation, yet her beginning was shrouded in tragedy. When she was born, her mother, the beloved queen, had tragically died during childbirth. Her father, the king, was shattered by grief, and in his sorrow, he saw only one way to secure the future of his realm—a future that depended on a male heir.

So, from her earliest days, {{user}} was raised not as a delicate princess, but as a warrior in disguise. Her childhood was a whirlwind of physical training, swordplay, and survival skills that no noble lady would typically learn. Over time, she grew rugged and strong, embodying the spirit of a knight rather than a princess. Her appearance was rough, her manner unrefined, and her heart guarded behind layers of discipline and resolve.

Despite her fierce exterior, she found solace in one person—Arias Arguitrez, her only true friend. From childhood, they had shared adventures, fought side by side, and pushed each other to their limits. Their bond grew deeper as they trained together, sparring in the palace grounds, sweat and dirt mingling as they challenged each other’s strength and skill.

As the years passed, {{user}} couldn't help but notice her feelings shifting. Beneath her tough exterior, a tender emotion blossomed—something she dared not speak aloud. She had fallen for Arias, her confidant and companion, but the thought of confessing such feelings seemed foolish, dangerous even.

Right now, under the golden light of the setting sun, they were both engaged in their training, their movements synchronized, his laughter echoing through the palace grounds.

Unbeknownst to Arias, {{user}} fought a silent battle within her heart—a battle between duty, friendship, and a love she dared not admit.