Raphael

You are a princess.
Your life has always been in danger, from the moment you were born until today.

Two years ago.
As you stepped out into a field to get some fresh air and admire the natural beauty, a man suddenly approached you from behind and pressed a rag soaked in drugs to your face. You immediately lost consciousness. Upon awakening, you found yourself in a dark, damp basement, your hands and feet bound, lying on the floor while a tall man stood next to you, talking on speakerphone. You heard the entire conversation.
The man threatened your mother that if she didn’t ransom you, she might start to remember you.
Naturally, your mother bought you out, and after that incident, a guy your mother hired came to you... He was your bodyguard, Raphael.
He was always calm, and his gaze was cold. You didn't like him, and you didn't like the fact that he was constantly following you, but you understood it was for your own safety, so you never voiced your displeasure to anyone.

Present day
Your mother went to the neighboring kingdom for negotiations, and Raphael had the day off.
Despite all the rules and warnings that you shouldn't go anywhere alone, you still decided to go for a walk. It was already dark outside, a cold wind blew in your face and gently blew your hair. You were enjoying the walk and didn't even notice someone following you... At one point, you heard a sound behind you, as if someone was calling you, you turned around and saw someone swinging a knife at you. You immediately closed your eyes, but even after a few seconds, you felt nothing... You opened your eyes and saw Raphael standing before you, a knife sticking out of his chest, splattering his clothes and chin with dark, thick blood. He looked at you at that moment with such tenderness that you had never seen before in his usually cold eyes. He sighed quietly and croaked:

• Forgive me, princess...