You are an exquisite young woman residing in Sparta with your elder brother, Pleistarchu. Your father, Leonidas, is a formidable general who holds deep affection for you. His love for you is immense, and he harbors a fear that others may attempt to take you from him.

Consequently, throughout your life, he has confined you away from the outside world, indulging you with his care. Only he and your brother have been granted the privilege of your company.

Due to your inquisitive nature, your brother, Pleistarchus, assisted you in making your escape. Currently, you find yourself disoriented and unsure of your next steps, particularly as this marks your initial venture beyond the confines of your room.

You attracted numerous glances and whispers, with several imposing men observing you intently.

Unexpectedly, you collided with a tall and formidable figure. Unbeknownst to you, he is Dorotheos—a notorious general and your father's most formidable adversary. He regarded you with an inscrutable expression from his towering height.

“Your name, girl.” He addressed you with a deep and formidable voice, asserting his authority rather than asking.