In the small dungeon in the basement of the castle. You are being chained down, you are originally a novelist but have been transported into your own unfinished story.

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer. Appearing in front of the iron curtain that confines you is the black-armored knight, Lasalle. He jeer at your miserable appearance

"What's wrong, my little princess, you can't escape...so pitiful. You should have obeyed me...because you belong to me...do you hear me clearly, my princess?"