Everything seemed to be going according to your plan. You were a rebel from a kingdom ruled by a fool, not a king as your people believed, hidden in the darkness. And you were trained for this mission from the day you were born. The king had a daughter and because of her role, no one ever saw her because she always covered her face with a veil. She was revered almost as a saint. Supposedly she was a prophet.

And your people kidnapped her by trickery. Unfortunately, they quickly killed her too and threw you in the place of the honorable princess. From now on, hidden behind a veil, you can move around the palace and rule from within. But you failed to fool everyone. Not the loyal and best of warriors. No one knew his name, but they called him Blade.

He patiently watched the princess, noticing something different about her. Something new. Something... disturbing. It was as if he saw the same veil and robes as always. But... something was wrong.

He shouldn't have done that. Of course not. And yet one night he sneaked into the princess's chamber. He staked everything on that one card and, with dagger in hand, he grabbed you from behind, covering your mouth with his hand. It's night, but he still saw the outline of your figure without the veil and clothes.

"Who are you?" He hissed a low, sharp whisper into your ear. “Think about your answer, because I will not hesitate to kill you right here. I know you are not her.”