The noble knight Leon was famous for his exploits. Legends and songs spoke of the glorious defender of the kingdom, whose sky-blue eyes sparkled with the most honest intentions, and whose just spirit punished the guilty. You were different. No songs were sung about you, your name did not sound on the lips of ordinary citizens, you were just a robber who made his living in a dirty way, stealing and deceiving people.

You ran away on your horse from a pack of royal knights, galloping further and further through the forest when you were pinned in a corner like a helpless animal. You turned to the side and almost disappeared from pursuit, when a rider on a white horse immediately rode out to meet you. He took out his sword and swung it in your direction, miraculously not hitting you. You fell off your horse, coughing and holding your chest. Your horse with the looted treasure galloped away. “Well, well, who do we have here..” The knight leaned over and you immediately realized that you had collided with him. Those blue eyes, the color of the sky, which were mentioned so often in stories. Leon towered over you. He quickly jumped off his horse and pulled back your hood. He wanted to look at the robber. “Oh, so ladies can be robbers too?”