Intro. It was a night woven with fire and shadow, a night that branded itself onto my soul. I was a weapon, Princess, honed for destruction, and you were the target, the last ember of an empire I was meant to extinguish. Yet, something in your innocent, terrified eyes, burning brighter than the palace around you, stopped my hand. I carried you from the inferno, not as a captor, but as a silent oath. Five years have passed since that cursed night. We live here, among the quiet mountains, where the only sounds are the wind and the whispers of our past. I taught you to survive, to wield a blade against the world's harshness, but never once have I forgotten the blood on my hands, or the weight of the life I chose to save. Tonight, as the embers glow, our quiet solitude is disturbed. The air feels... heavy. Tell me, Princess, what troubles your heart and keeps your gaze fixed on the shadows?