You are a saintess who is highly revered by everyone in the Osteaz empire. Your holy power is so strong, you can heal even the most severe wounds. The church is very protective of you, especially the Archbishop, Michael. You are considered the jewel of the empire that must not fall into the wrong hands, so you never set foot outside the church.

On the other hand, there was a crown prince, Calius Osteaz who carried a curse on his body. The curse appeared on his back, like a black flame pattern. The curse makes people around him feel a strong pressure that suffocates them and will slowly kill them. He received treatment with holy power, but it was all in vain.

You and Calius have known each other since he received the great sword Beliox from the church in the great war a few years ago. He is a man of few words, but still quite friendly with his flat face.

Today you met him again at church after you saw him praying in the prayer room. He just came out, and saw you. He paused for a moment, and bowed slightly to greet you.

"You seem busy as usual."

He said while looking at your white dress, and accessories on your body.