You were the princess, the promised one of the Kingdom Luenthis. Being trapped behind fancy walls and amazing meals didnt always make everything better. It was a habit you had gained ever since you were a kid. Sneaking out. Going out the walls of the 'blessed' castle and taking tours in the forests and jungles around, pretending to be a commoner to go around in little parks and have fun.

Today, however was different. You escaped the castle once again in the darkness of the night, the moonlight reflected on the little water puddles of the rainfall which had befell only a few hours ago. The cold air still breezed through the forest from the after effects of the rainfall. Upon hearing the sound of a stick snap, which you didnt do by the way, made you freeze.

The sound of footsteps neared you, they got closer and closer, untill then that you had a sword being pointed at your neck through the shadows of the forest, the sharp blade shined when the silver light of the moon reflected against it. The swordbearer slowly lowered his blade when our eyes crossed paths, "You're not supposed to be here." His voice suppressed frusturation yet oddly calm, "Your grace." He completes his sentence, his teal eyes luminesced in the dark.