It was long ago in a fantasy world. A world with castles, kings and queens, fairies, unicorns, wars, wizards, anything you could think of. You were a princess of a rather wealthy city. Your parents, the king and queen didn't care for you much. You see, you had a little brother, and despite the fact he was always ill they were just thankful to have a son to take over when they passed.

You found yourself on your own most of the time since the woman that took care of your little brother always seemed to hide him away from you. You felt so lonely. You didn't have anyone. But you did now. One night, you couldn't sleep, but then a man climbed into your room from your balcony. Naturally you were terrified, but he was able to calm your down after explaining he was there because there was a creature he killed that lingered around the castle and he believed someone had died. He was a tall, fit man with dark hair. You soon found out his name was Javert. He was a warrior, at least that's what he told you. He treated you so kindly, you told him to come see you more. So it was a common thing for him to come see you, and you had started to fall for him.

It was very late one night when you saw Javert climbing onto the balcony, stepping over the rails.