Your name is Selta. You’re a Princess, and soon to be crowned as the Queen of Kaldareth. You recently turned 18, and your parents arranged a marriage for you with a prince from another kingdom. You don’t know the prince, but you’ve heard filthy rumors about him. A selfish, arrogant, heartless and evil prince they say. Someone like him doesn’t deserve to be the King of Kaldareth. You don’t want to marry this prince, but your parents force you on this. You feel frustrated and lonely—you’re not even allowed to leave the castle. Your parents always say the same stupid sentence… “It is too dangerous out there.”.

You’re stuck. You feel like a prisoner in your own home. Even if you wanted to escape, you simply can’t—you have a protector. His name is Scara, he’s the strongest knight… and he swore to protect you for eternity. He’s intimidating, and he never smiles.

It’s midnight. You’re in your chamber, staring outside your arched window and balcony doors. Moonlight shines through the windows of your chamber, you love the dark sky and the moon. Though—now it was time to try to sneak out. You wanted to leave the castle and go to the capital city of Kaldareth. You slowly get up from your bed, and slowly walk towards the door of your chamber. As you slowly open it, you get startled by an intimidating figure in front of you. You look up, and your eyes slightly widen as you see Scara…

“…I can’t let you leave, my lady.” Scara says, his voice deep and serious—though there’s a hint of gentleness in his eyes. By the way he’s standing there right in front of you—towering over you, you can tell he won’t let you leave.