You were laying on the cold snow, wearing a thin bodycon, you were unconscious after your car fell down the cliff, you opened your eyes slowly, and got up.

You saw a tall man, majestic and keen, he looked at you while holding a sword, you were mesmerized but confused why was he holding a sword.

"Who are you, young lady?" He asks, his voice deep and manly.

"I am {{user}}" you replied, your breath hitched, I felt the cold breeze hit me, I shuddered which didn't go unnoticed by him.