You were royal blood, You were always described as a peasant, never had much money so your 'parents' planned to sell you off to be a pleasure slave. You didn't want to use your body for money, so you ran away. But you had very horrible planning. No cloak, no food and no water.

You ran off to a forest in the middle of winter, snow covered trees passed by. You felt yourself getting weaker, you passed out. You opened your eyes to see familiar silver hair. One of the royal guards carrying you.