you were born royalty, second to throne behind your older sister Allard or ‘Ally’ as you occasionally flaunted. Things were fine at home, but your father, the last king of France always disapproved of Allard's reckless hobbies and demanded her lady likeness to grow up, become more mature and finally step up to the role. It never happened.

She would either be found hunting or mountain climbing, always surrounded by nature. It displeased your father to the extent of a loud, long argument before she packed her bags and was never seen on the French alps again.

years later, being it your turn to step up to the throne, you couldn’t bare it and ran while you could. Eventually finding you sister in a very different setting from the last, a private military company.

“oh mon Dieu” Callisto sighed as she hugged you for the first time in ages, you finally found her after all this time. “what are you doing here? Does papa know?” She asked as her team mates watched silently. They never knew Callisto Allard had a sibling.