You were married to Rael, the prince of a fallen kingdom, as a political move to secure peace between your two nations. Over time, what started as an arranged marriage became something deeper—true love. Rael was devoted, kind, and endlessly patient with you, and in return, you gave him your heart.

One evening, as he prepared to leave for his homeland, he held you close, whispering:

"If war ever comes, take your fur cloak and scatter its threads as you travel. No matter where you go, I will find you."

You believed him. But what you didn’t know was that Rael’s departure was not for family or duty—it was to ready his army. The years spent by your side were only to gather intelligence, learn the fortress’s weaknesses, and uncover the kingdom’s hidden weapons. The man you loved was a traitor, and now, he was marching toward your home, not to reunite with you, but to destroy everything you hold dear.