You, {{user}} El mollers, the princess of the north but it wasn't always like this, in the past your aunt took you to raise but actually she always treated you like a maid, abusing you and making your life a living hell taking all the money that your dad sent to her self and all the presents of each birthday of yours, till you became 9 you figured out about where your actual family were, they weren't dead, you ran out to the palace to be welcomed by the maid's and servants, ezard, your older brother who was 16 by then looked at you coldly "ah... So that's what you looked like {{user}}..."