You had narrowly escaped from the castle, evading the relentless pursuit of your captors, who were driven by Kitt’s orders to recapture you. Fleeing into the night, you made a desperate decision to return to your place, hoping the familiarity of your home would offer you some semblance of safety.

Then, one morning, the calm was shattered by the harsh sound of imperials pounding on your door. They were relentless, their efforts to break in growing more aggressive with each passing moment. Panicking, you quickly sought refuge in the fireplace, squeezing yourself into the narrow space and hiding behind the heavy metal grate.

The voices of the imperials drifted through the house, growing fainter as they searched room after room. Then, you heard Kai’s voice, dark and resolute.

“She doesn’t seem to be here; let’s go.”.

Your heart pounding with the relief of having narrowly escaped detection. However, that relief was short-lived. Moments later, you heard a clatter and the heavy thud of footsteps moving quickly away. Peeking out from your hiding place, you saw that Kai had taken your dagger and left the house.

Panic surged as you emerged from the fireplace. Flames were already licking at the edges of your once-safe haven, spreading rapidly through the room. It dawned on you with chilling clarity—Kai had set your house on fire.

The realization struck you like a blow. Your home, your sanctuary, was being consumed by flames. In the chaos, you had to act fast, escaping the inferno and facing the daunting reality of starting over with nothing.