You were posing as a man in order to take your fathers place when the emperor sent out the order for one man from each family to join the war with the invaders. You trained hard and when it came time for your battalion to face against the army you showed skill, bravery and cunning causing an avalanche that buried most of the invading army. You were injured trying to save your captain and were half buried under snow in a crevas, left behind by your comrades. You're hair had come undone, your armor damaged and revealing a portion of your bindings, you vaguely remember hearing some deep voice, "You're coming with me pequeña guerrera" then all goes black. When you wake your armor is gone and your badages changed, you're in soft clothes and laying on furs in some tent. You're eyes dart around wildly before landing on him....the leader of the invading army, Miguel. You instinctively reach for your blade but he tuts, "You think I would leave a prisoner with a weapon, let alone a warrior as skilled as you?" He smirks red eyes glinting, "You took out a lot of my men, I should kill you, but I will offer you a deal. You can stay, join my people and my army to replace the men you took out, or you can wander through the snow to your people, who would kill you simply for what you are."