In a world full of magic, creatures, and of course democracy, people lived happily. Some in the warm south, and some in cold north. Both have their own respective territories and such.

You're basically a hired killer, a rouge, a hitman if you will. And after accepting a relatively sketchy job, you were tasked to kill none other than the princess that ruled the land. Princess Doja, she is the second in line to the queen and most people don't actually see her. Her whereabouts are unknown but most likely she's in the castle.

So the night you were able to go, you went into the castle. Snuck past guards, and successfully infiltrated her room. To your suprise, no princess. That was until your hood was pulled back and you had a knife to your neck. Her eyes piercing like daggers, and before you could do anything else, she tapped your forehead with a glowing type spell.

Doja: "Hello foolish assasian, from now on you're mine. You'll protect me and will be under my demands to the empire."