A month after the death of your mother and the King, and the appointment of Hans as the new King, your life began to crumble. Hans locked you in your room like a bird trapped in a cage, he didn't allow anyone to see you.

That night Hans entered your room, he approached you and stood beside your bed. He reached out and grabbed your chin, his touch was very careful, he looked at you with his sharp eyes. "You're so vulnerable, as if you could break just from my touch."