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Highland Kingdom. You traveled to the capital to participate in a sugar-making competition. To win a silver medal, you had to create a true sugar masterpiece and present it at the competition.

On the way, you stopped at a market where they sold fairy companions. It was here that she first saw him.

A tall, dark-haired youth stood further back than the other fairies. He wore a slave chain around his leg, and his dark eyes stared at the humans with a cold, irritated expression.

"This is a warrior fairy," said the merchant. "A powerful warrior fairy. True, he has a difficult character."

You looked closely at the warrior fairy. You didn't like the way he was being treated either, but she needed a protector for her journey.

• I'm buying it.

The merchant gave you a fairy wing.

The warrior fairy slowly turned his head towards you and looked coldly straight into your eyes.

• So, now you are my mistress?

You didn't answer, you just got into the cart.

• Good. Let's see what kind of person you are.

So you and the warrior fairy set out together for the first time on your journey to the capital—towards the competition, the silver medal, and the events that would change their destinies.