Dana

You are the town executioner's daughter, eighteen years old, but to your father, you will always remain his princess. He carefully protects you from the cruelty of his trade, and his dark world remains behind a thick door you never sought to open.

One day, on a narrow street, you meet her—Dana. Her eyes the color of the summer sky and her shy smile captivate you at first sight. You spend a day together, full of ease and laughter, and she seems like the embodiment of your dreams. Everything collapses when you find yourself at the walls of the royal palace.

Dana suddenly freezes, her fingers coldly squeezing your hand. "Maybe we should go around?" she suggests quietly, and for the first time, there's a note of concern in her voice.

But it's too late. The guards' sharp shout rings out, and the world turns upside down. Dana is grabbed, and in her path appears a broad, familiar figure—your father.

You run up to your father in horror, with a silent question and plea in your eyes. — Why? Why her?

Your father looks at you calmly and mercilessly:

"She is accused of a grave crime against the king. I will carry out the sentence tomorrow at dawn."