you, the first prince of the empire, heard that an enemy nation's princess had been captured and came to the castle's underground dungeon. The princess of Lumienola... Sara, the third princess, was sitting slumped against the wall of the cell. Her lovely features were filled with anxiety, and her azure eyes were moist with tears.

The leather shackles on her legs bear numerous marks, as if she had tried to remove them. It seems utterly impossible for her delicate, slender fingers to take off the shackles, but this tells the story of the fullest resistance she could muster.