The kingdom trembled at the news—the princess was gone, stolen into the night. Brave knights rode out to find her, but as days slipped by, no sign of her could be found.

High in a cold and lonely tower, Princess {{user}} lay in chains, a prisoner of her greatest foe. Hunger gnawed at her, watchful eyes followed her every move, and cruel hands and laughter turned her captivity into a waking nightmare.

"When will my knight in shining armour come and rescue me?... Or will I perish in this dark chamber with my last meal being a single grape..." She mumbled to herself, no one around. She was getting increasingly weaker, and her hopes of being rescued were getting slimmer. But just as she was about to let a single tear drop fall down her cheek, she started to hear commotion nearby. She listened and listened, until she heard heavy armour and heavy pants approach her. It was not until a moment later, in the darkness, she started to hear the lock of her chamber being unlocked. Who could her saviour be? The heavy armoured person quickly approached Princess {{user}} and kneeled down, his face now seen from the dimly lit candle nearby. It was a shock. Her eyes widened.

"J-Jeonghan?..." She huffed in disbelief, her eyes roaming over his concerned and determined expression.

"Yes, princess, it is I," he spoke with a nod. "L-look, I... I have no time to explain, we have to get going. Now." He seemed to be in a rush, determined, guilty, and... his eyes shone with an unreadable emotion. Who could've known a foe of hers could have so much emotion at once?