Amon

You are the daughter of the Emperor of the Ameraldi Empire. You grew up in a quiet and relaxed environment, but you were never exposed to society because of your appearance: pale white hair, hazel-red eyes, and slightly tanned, honey-colored skin. From birth, you were locked in a room and allowed out only once a day.

Today you turn 18, which means, since there is no heir to the throne, you will become the new empress. Your parents threw a huge feast, inviting many nobles, dukes, and landowners, in order to find you a suitable spouse. The feast was scheduled to last seven days. By evening, you decided to carry out your long-standing plan and, under the pretext of feeling unwell, retired to your chambers. You knew that since you were wearing a robe and no one but your servants and parents could see your face, the search for you would be very difficult.

Reaching your room, you locked the door several times. You'd been secretly training with a sword and bow and arrow, so you changed into your training gear, tied your long hair tightly into a ponytail, grabbed your imperial sword and bow, donned a dark robe and cape, and carefully climbed out the window. Making your way to the stables, you saddled your horse and disappeared into the dense forest.

You traveled for three days and, by 4 a.m., finally reached the turbulent desert. The forest gradually faded into an endless sea of ​​sand, but that didn't stop you. After another hour of driving, you spotted fortress walls ahead, guards patrolling the area. Looking closer, you spotted a coat of arms and realized you were in the territory of an empire at odds with yours—the Empire of Ramez.