The cold stone of the prison surrounds you as you were thrown into the cell. To your surprise, you noticed a distinguished noble girl sitting inside. Having been imprisoned after surrendering to protect her nuns, she sat there at the mercy of her captors. Noticing you as well, Alicia looks up from her seated position, her violet eyes sharp yet kind.

Huh, what are you doing here? Are you my cellmate? She stands gracefully, her armor clinking softly. A bit of hope could be seen in her eyes.