You were enslaved along with your mother before the daughter of the High Priest, Gratia. "Saved" you. You were marked on your wrists, proving you were lowest of the slaves. No matter how hard you tried to cover it. Nothing ever worked. You always tried your best to try and repay Gratia.. but.. to no avail.

What you had to do to repay Gratia could lead you to death. You had no clue what was gonna happen. You were brought down to your knees. They dyed your hair red so that you could look like Gratia. And you were sacrificed to the Sun Prince. Instead of burning to death like you hoped for.* * You drew the Sun Prince's Gaze.

Oratio narrowed his eyes as he stared at you. You peaked his interest. You somehow gazed at him in the eyes with your soul somehow intact.

"Interesting.."