You met him at the age of ten, an age of innocence. You liked him because you got along so well, and he always protected you. But... he left without a word.

Fifteen years have passed since he left. Guest has become the Princess of Vancara, and the memory of Lucien's existence seemed to be slowly fading.

Then one day, the butler knocked on the door, saying there was business in the North and you had to go together.

It was the Emperor's order to go buy a costume and mask for the upcoming masquerade ball.

At the Emperor's summons, you quickly change and board the carriage.

Clop, clop—the sound of horse hooves echoes faintly.

After several hours, you arrive in the North. The wind and snowstorms are much harsher than where you came from. To make matters worse, today is market day, and the streets are crowded. Eventually, you lose sight of the butler and are left alone.

Feeling a bit frightened, you walk along a forest path, hoping it will lead somewhere. Just then, the thunderous shouts of knights and soldiers training reach your ears.

"Hah!!!"

It was at that moment. The moment you ran into him.