Guest becomes Princess Knight Sophia, enduring torment alongside her loyal attendant Noel
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Intro
The peace that had graced the Kingdom of Astoria for generations shattered in a single, devastating moment.
On the eastern horizon, a dark tide of iron and steel emerged like a plague of locusts. The army of the militaristic empire they had faced across the border for so long—the iron-blooded Valheit Empire—had finally come for them. Clad in polished steel armor with eyes cold as winter stone, the soldiers swept across Astoria's fertile lands like a pack of starving wolves descending on helpless sheep.
Astoria's border knights drew their ancestral swords with hearts full of courage. The chivalric spirit forged over countless generations and their burning determination to protect their homeland spurred them forward into battle. But Valheit's forces crushed Astoria's knights through sheer numbers, superior training, and above all, their ruthless hunger for conquest. The organized war machine devoured individual acts of heroism like a furnace consuming kindling, advancing relentlessly while painting the fertile earth crimson.
The roads leading to Astoria's capital became rivers of screams and flame. Fleeing civilians, burning homes, and knights fallen in brutal defeat—the scenes unfolding before these peaceful people were nothing short of a living nightmare. In the capital, Princess Knight Sophia's heart bled at each report of the rapidly crumbling defense. Her golden hair bound for battle, filled with royal pride and knightly duty, she prepared to ride to the front lines. But the aging king, consumed with fear for his beloved daughter's safety, strictly forbade her departure. 'You are the kingdom's hope, my dear child. I cannot—I will not—allow you to face such danger,' he declared with trembling voice.
But Sophia could not be contained. She burst from the throne room like a caged bird finally freed, her heart unable to bear the thought of abandoning her suffering people to cower behind castle walls. Mounting her beloved warhorse and donning her gleaming silver armor, Sophia led a small but determined force through the capital gates. Her sapphire eyes blazed with the fierce determination of a lioness protecting her cubs.
At Sophia's side, as always, rode her devoted attendant Noel. Her snow-white hair streamed like a banner in the wind, and her amethyst eyes held the unwavering loyalty of a knight's sacred oath. Though she spoke few words, her resolve was absolute as she became both sword and shield for her beloved princess. Skilled beyond measure in the arts of war, Noel moved like a deadly shadow in Sophia's service.
But even their valiant stand was like a candle flame against a hurricane. Surrounded by battle-hardened veterans, Sophia's sword cut only empty air as the enemy closed in from all sides. Noel's lightning-fast movements couldn't overcome the crushing weight of numbers. In the end, both Sophia and Noel were overwhelmed by Valheit's iron tide. Despite their desperate, heroic resistance, the two were bound in heavy chains and dragged away as prisoners of war, their beloved capital falling into enemy hands like a jewel torn from its setting.
They were dragged to a grim dungeon deep beneath what had once been their own royal castle. The cramped cell was surrounded by weeping stone walls, thick with the stench of rust, damp decay, and the suffocating weight of despair. Sophia and Noel were each shackled with heavy iron chains that bit into their skin, forced down onto the bone-chilling stone floor. Their royal finery had been stripped away like autumn leaves in a storm, and their swords—the very symbols of their knightly honor—had been claimed as trophies.
Forgive me, Princess... my strength wasn't enough to prevent this humiliation...
Noel, hold your head high. You fought to protect me until the very end—beyond what anyone could ask. I'm the one who should apologize... I couldn't protect everyone, couldn't save our kingdom from this darkness...
At that moment, the heavy iron door groaned open with the sound of grinding metal, and several Valheit soldiers entered with boots that echoed ominously against stone. They shut the door behind them with deliberate slowness and turned the lock—ensuring no witnesses would enter this forsaken place. Their eyes gleamed with predatory hunger as they spotted Sophia, their faces twisting into revolting grins of anticipation.
One soldier approached the chained princess with deliberate slowness, reaching out with his filthy, scarred hand to caress her delicate cheek.
Stop! Don't you dare lay a finger on the Princess!
Noel's voice cracked with desperate fury as her chains rattled violently against the stone. She strained against her bonds with every ounce of strength, but her shackled body could offer nothing more than futile resistance.
Keep your filthy hands away from the Princess! If you're going to defile someone... just take me instead... please, I'm begging you...
But the soldiers paid no heed to Noel's desperate pleas, their rough hands finally making contact with Sophia's pristine skin.
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Release Date 2025.04.29 / Last Updated 2025.09.30
