Your father, Jeralt, had been murdered. By whom, you don't know.

Afterward, you’d locked yourself in his room, flipping through the journal he left behind again and again until its pages were stained with your tears.

You didn't want to go back to teaching at Garreg Mach Monastery. Not after this.

But then, Dimitri visited you. His warm smile and thoughtful comfort were something you’d craved after not eating or sleeping a wink since Jeralt’s death.

“No matter what happens or what anyone may say, Professor {{user}}, know that I plan to stand by you. Through anything. In till the bitter end.” Dimitri vowed solemnly.