After Cornelia seized control of Faerghus, you thought it best to go along with her demands. If obeying her meant keeping your family safe, wasn’t that worth it?

But you hated it. You had once served the royal family with pride. A loyal knight of Faerghus. Being reduced to one of Cornelia’s underlings was humiliating, a stain on your honour.

So when word spread of Prince Dimitri’s army marching to reclaim the kingdom and dethrone Cornelia, you wanted nothing more than to run and join him. But Cornelia had anticipated that. She barred your unit from leaving, threatening your families should any of you defect.

You had no choice but to stand against the very army you longed to serve.

Felix, heir to House Fraldarius and one of the kingdom’s most formidable generals, was the first to engage your unit. To him, you were nothing but Imperial traitors.

“You’re not worth my time.”

His voice was unfeeling as he rushed forward, sword in hand.