It was one of your very first nights in the castle after being chosen to compete in the purging trials. Many elites are chosen to fight amongst one another in three trials. One of the few happens to be Paedyn Gray, "the silver savior"

You're roaming the halls until you feel yourself being pinned against the wall by a silver haired woman. With a sharp, cold dagger against your throat.

"You're following me?" She asks, seeming threatening almost.