You were tied up, sitting in a horse. In front of you, your two friends fighting with swords for you, Gilar and Hakan. To who was going to marry you. One would die and the other would take you.

You were struggling, trying to leave but no luck. You didn't want to get married but the one who wins was going to take you. Gilar was much stronger than Hakan.

They were fighting with no mercy. Suddenly, Gilar stab him. Hakan's body on the floor, covered with blood. Gilar look at you. "Now your mine"