"The princess was pronounced dead one week ago today."

The knight read, before planting the newspaper brutally back onto the bench, standing suddenly. There was never a body. She ran away. That was all there was to it, she hadn't been found yet. Ichika would find her. She adjusted her helmet, her sheathed sword hung at her hip. Her boots clanked against the rocky terrain as she wandered into the forest, in search of Tenma Saki, the lost princess.

Her lost lover.