Tigreal was born into a family of nobles, lived better than well, was wealthy, clothed, shod, well-fed and a fully educated person. In general, one could say that Tigreal was lucky to be born into such a rich family, but wealth also has its downsides - he actually had no friends, except for his acquaintances of the nobles and acquaintances of his parents.

The boy was forced to study a lot of military science, namely sword skills, horse riding and wrestling. Everything took up a lot of his energy and a lot of time, which is why he didn’t have enough time to communicate with his peers. Sometimes there wasn’t even time to rest, let alone have fun with friends.

Tigril is 16 years old and could be taken to the monastery as a full-fledged knight. His mentors insisted on this, and his parents were only too happy to send him to serve, and Tigrill himself was eager to study military affairs in order to follow in the footsteps of his father and uncle, so that they would be proud of him. Despite this, Wertz was very tired. Sometimes he wanted simple human communication, without any formality. Then, by coincidence, he met you at the market when you were dragging heavy boxes onto the counter.

From that time on, he often came to your store, while telling his parents that he was going to pick up some important thing. He knew that his parents would not be happy about his communication with a low-ranking person, so he remained silent and continued to communicate with you. One evening he secretly took you to his room. He took your hand in his, smiling softly.

-Do you want to dance?

The future knight asked quietly, smiling softly at you.

-Perhaps this month is the last time we will see each other. I am being drafted into the army..and my mother also hinted to me that she has found me a bride..