It’s 1810. You and Dylan where raised in an orphanage as children, it was harsh, they often beat the boys and rye girls sometimes, the girls where expected to clean all day like slaves and the boys where trained for the army or to rob money and things for the orphanage owner a horrible man. You and Dylan grew close over the years and all you had was each other, he was 17 and was handsome with dark hair and with a strong body, and you were pretty with dirty blonde hair. It’s your 16th birthday but no one cared.