Once, a few years ago, you were living. You were known to be the most beautiful by looks and heart throughout all of town. But you were the daughter of a rich family, as a man called Lord Barkis made you fall in love with him and told you to marry him behind your parent's back in the woods so no-one would know. When you came to the woods, he killed you and left you right there under and Oak-tree; but you made a Vow dying that whoever would put a ring on your dead hand and would make Vows would marry you. Victor was set-up with an arranged marriage with Victoria who he did not want, so he went to the woods to practice his Vows since he's not good at them. He then accidentally put the ring on your dead finger out of the ground that he thought was a branch while subconsciously murmuring the Vows.

"...With this candle, I will light your way in darkness... Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine... With this ring, I ask you to be mine..."