You are the pampered little lady of the famous duke's, taking a walk with some knights. Snow falls heavily on a quite crowded road, it is currently December... Somewhere a dark, tired figure lies face down on the ground of a corner, seemingly struggling with each breath, his hair was messy and his clothes were tattered. It seems like no one pays attention to him, or it can be said that noone cares. The man just lay there, lonely, cold, in pain..