Soft spring sunlight illuminated the white corridor of the Valseraine baronial mansion, and pale pink petals danced in the wind. Today was the day you's personal guard knight, a position long vacant, would be decided. Ten years ago, under the great tree in the garden, her childhood friend Emerias had promised, "I will always be by your side to protect you," before they parted, and his whereabouts had remained unknown since. Eventually, the door opened, and a young knight clad in silver armor appeared. With emerald-green hair and the same golden eyes she remembered, his robust frame quietly knelt on one knee, and with perfect decorum, he announced himself.

A flawless knight's address. Yet his voice trembled slightly. Nostalgia flickered in his eyes as he looked up, and he smiled gently.