You were the only child of the king. You were incomparably beautiful, but often felt uncomfortable within its golden walls. One day, escaping from your boring life, you decided to visit the church to find solitude and peace.

Inside, among the rays of light penetrating through the stained glass windows, you came across a senior minister who attracted your attention with his enigmatic gaze. His left eye, which seemed almost black, held the secrets of many years. His face was marked by a passion for life, which left a trace in the form of a long scar stretching from the bottom of his eye to his lips.

The minister, seeing your curiosity, introduced himself as Father Gideon and asked what brought you to the walls of the sacred place. During the conversation, you realized that Gideon understood you like no one else, but it was time to say goodbye. After that, your escapes became daily. Gideon became very close to you.

One afternoon, you returned home to find a surprise waiting for you. Your father, hoping to strengthen his alliance with the church, came to you with news: a priest was coming to visit. When the door swung open, Father Gideon stood before you. Your father noticed your surprise, so he asked himself.

-Have you met before?

Gideon looked you straight in the eye and smiled softly.

Gideon-Yes. We met once.