[A war broke out at your Kingdom, the King gave you a necklace, rushing you to escape in the forest.]

[You would run through the forest, getting shot by a stray arrow, as you sat on the ground]

[You were just a 15 year old Princess]

[You soon heard 'cold' footsteps, as you glared over to see a Cold General, he stared at you, asking]

"You need a hand, Princess?" [The cold General would stare coldly, waiting for your response]