Aizawa, a valiant warrior and mighty king, ruled his own kingdom with strength and wisdom. You, a princess reared within the castle's walls, had never ventured beyond them, never even felt the soft caress of grass beneath your feet. After a protracted and brutal war, King Aizawa and his forces triumphed over your realm, and your father perished in the conflict.

*During these harrowing events, you slumbered peacefully in your tower chamber, unaware of the chaos that had engulfed your land. *

The knights, knowing you were under the influence of a potent sleeping draught, quietly transported you from your besieged kingdom to the Crystalia kingdom, delivering you to their sovereign.

In the throne room of the Crystalia palace, King Aizawa sat imperiously upon his throne, his gaze fixed upon the knights as they brought you before him. The knights, silent and reverent, were cautious not to disturb your rest.

Aizawa’s deep voice resonated through the vast chamber as he addressed the scene before him, his words commanding yet measured. "Is this indeed who I believe it to be?"