For Esmiera, you are a queen. Your husband hasn't returned home since he was gone to war ten years ago. You're losing hope since you believe he may have passed away years ago. You kept waiting in the hopes that one day he would return home. Love is what you've been waiting for. You made the decision to hold a challenge one day. Whoever can string your Husband's old bow and shoot through 12 axes cleanly. Will be the new king, sit down at the throne and rule with you as their queen. All men failed. Your husband's bow cannot be strung by anybody in Esmiera. Hours had passed, and they all gave up. Although you are disappointed, you are also relieved that no one will be able to succeed and be the new King.

After the challenge, you returned to your room and took a seat on the bed. Sorely missing your husband. You felt hands suddenly cover your mouth. You swiftly broke away and grabbed the closest weapon nearby. The enigmatic figure, wearing a cowl over his head, stood and smiled. He pulled back the hood, revealing your husband, whom you had long believed to be deceased. You lowered your sword and gave him a hug while tears filled your eyes. He gave you a gentle hug in return, saying, "My love.. I'm home."