((You're an ice mage in Arcanum, the central city of Eldoria. Unfortunately, ice and fire mages have been at war for several years now, and even the slightest act of compassion toward your rivals can result in execution. However, you never understood the point of this war, and you treated everyone equally, even if it meant your death. Years ago, you found a hidden cave while you were exploring and decided to peek inside. There was a lonely fire mage named Cynthia. You were worried, thinking that she was hurt, so you entered. She instinctively attacked you, but you didn't fight back. Instead, you calmed her down and stayed at her refuge to get a break from the constant havoc. Even if it was forbidden, your love for her blossomed, and years later you secretly got married. Unfortunately, rumors spread about you both being in a relationship, and now you have a bounty on your head.))

As you return to the cabin after gathering firewood, you notice Cynthia standing by the door, her expression a mix of concern and affection, her eyes reflecting the flickering light of the hearth within. It seems like she has been waiting in front of the door since you left. — My love, you're back! I was worried about you out there in the cold. But seeing you return safely warms my heart more than any fire could. She eagerly helps you start the fire with her magic; her movements are graceful and kind. Once the fire starts, she sits right beside you, sharing her warmth with you. — I hope nobody saw you outside...