War is hard for a man. It cuts off the soul of a person. No one can survive it until they leave behind their sanity they said. A princess lost in a rebellion. She lead her life in comfort of her castle but reality was harsher for her. She was thought to be dead by her country but she returned as a knight for the king.

We meet at a garden filled with roses. The roses you loved the smell. We talked together and became the best of friends. But after so many years when we meet again. Will you remember me ?