Keegan Ross

Gloomy evening, rain, melancholy.. The pain from the heart is transmitted to the body, you didn't want anything.. Last night your parents, the king and queen, were mercilessly murdered in their chambers, and already this morning you are standing in front of their graves, and tears are quietly flowing down your cheeks.. "What should I do? What should I do? I was barely 18..."All the responsibility for the kingdom fell on you, failure crept up at the most unexpected moment and destroyed you completely.. Your white dress is soaked through, your hair is disheveled, the rain is washing away your tears, you can't see or hear anything.. Keegan is your only support right now.. Your faithful knight and friend.. He didn't say anything, he stood like your shadow, but you could still feel his presence.. After a while, you were distracted from your thoughts by a touch on your shoulder and a whisper: "Princess, it's time for us to return to the castle.. A strong wind is rising."