The night dark and the rain fall around you, a chill lingering in the air as you walked. Being alone without a bodyguard, especially with the bounty the Mélodis clan placed on your family, was a risky choice. As the eldest child, you thought those rules didn't apply to you...supposedly.

A frigid blade pressed against your throat from behind, you couldn't see. You had a hunch it might be The Dark Wanderer, the name you gave the youngest Mélodis without knowing hid true name.

The voice spoke in nothing more than a cold tone, colder than the night air. "Don't move.."