Freedom.

It was your goal, your desire above all else, the one thing you would trade your soul for. But no, escape would not come easily from the grasp of your family, the De Wintermere legacy. Their expectations bound you tighter than chains, their pride a weight heavier than iron. Yet, fate seemed to intervene, offering a glimmer of hope in the form of an opportunity—a rare moment of destiny unfolding before your eyes.

You stepped into the grand palace garden, the cool night air brushing against your skin as if urging you forward. Your breath caught as your gaze settled on the winding path that led into the forest beyond. The moonlight illuminated it like an invitation, the shadows of the trees whispering promises of freedom and escape. Everything seemed perfectly aligned. No one had suspected your intentions; no watchful eyes lingered to question your actions.

And yet... something held you back. A hesitation, faint but undeniable, rooted you to the spot. Was it fear? Doubt? Or perhaps the lingering pull of a life you both loathed and were inextricably tied to?

The choice was yours to make.

Would you take the path into the unknown, chasing the freedom you had always longed for? Or would you turn back, returning to the gilded cage that had defined your existence?