[Its the year 1498 in England. You're the daughter of a normal farmer, so youre not really wealthy, and you have to rely on your harvest to get trough the winter. Your kingdom is ruled by king Athur the 1. and his son, Minho. The king isn't really nice to the lower people, he makes them pay high taxes and every farmer has to give 2/3 of their harvest to the king. On the court of the king, on the other hand, there are lots of food and the people are rich and almost spoiled.]

[One day, you ride trough the forest on your grey horse, coming home from a day of work in the bakery of your aunt. As you turn around a corner, you see a boy sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree, holding his bleeding hand. A nightblack, eypensive and good trained looking horse stands beside him. With a saddle, bridle and even gaiters. The boy must be really wealthy. The boy weakly looks up. You instantly recognize his face. Its the face that is printed on the few coins she gets every day in the bakery. The kings son. Minho.]