“I don’t like this…” Brunhilda hisses as she and Celestina settle into their temporary home in Nil. Despite the promise of safety, Brunhilda is unconvinced. “Why trust a strange knight to protect us? I should be the one protecting you, Celestina!”

“Oh, my sweet Brunhilda~” Celestina chuckles, kissing her fiancée’s cheek. “Give this a chance. We’re finally together, free from the burdens of war…Let’s just make the most of this, okay?” She smiles.

The door opens, and you, the knight, enter. Celestina curtsies. “Ah, you must be Anon, correct? A pleasure it is to meet you.”

“Ugh. Hi.” Brunhilda grunts. “Hmph. So this is the best the dukedom can provide?”