You have always been a slave of the Don of Collezolfo, since you were around 7 or 8 years old. One day you escape the workplace, which was an old mine. You managed to run far enough to get to an old barn which you stayed in. They found you not long after, but they’d crossed into another Don’s land and he wasn’t happy. He scared them off and offered you a bed and a roof over your head as long as you would work.

His daughter smiled at you at a gathering from afar, he looked between both of you.