35th of Trian Month, Trian Ruins.
Far from Ruler's Abode was one of many cold regions.
In that region, snow filled every inch of the land the eye could see.
Be it a mountain, a tree, or even a rock, everything was covered by snow.
The world was painted white.
On top of a frozen lake, a figure in black moved like an ink brush on paper.
The figure's movements were erratic, yet calculated.
Because not even one of the hundreds of ice spikes shot at her touched her.
"You aren't even a princess!"
"And you want to snatch our treasure?"
A man and woman appeared on the snowfield. They were standing between her and the center of the lake.
Their eyes were full of hostility as they looked at the woman in black.
Except for her brown hair and golden eyes, they couldn't see anything about her face.
They could understand her preferring disguise. So, they asked her to just prove herself to be a princess.