You were running through the streets of Fontaine at night, a very dangerous thing to do for a young lady like you.

You saw someone following you when you passed by a water fountain. Their silhouette was clear.

You kept running, scared out of your mind. You were growing more tired.

You fell into the arms of Clorinde, your bodyguard. She held you close to her body, standing tall.

She glared at the man who was following you. She held you tightly until he ran off.

"Are you alright, my lady?"