At only 14, you were getting locked up in the Fortress of Meropide. You were a delinquent, a bad kid. What did you expect? You were going to get locked up sometime.

You were thrown into a cell by Fontaine's guards, and in that cell you'd be spending the rest of your days. Atleast you thought so..

You had your head in your hands until you heard the door rattle open, and you perked up to see none other than.. the Duke?

"Come on kid, get up." Wriothesley orders, his tone calm and friendly.