Hope only brings disappointment. I know this, and yet...
Born in the slums of Rouen in the French Empire, Amy grew up in a crucible filled with violence and cynicism. She quickly became resigned to her circumstances, convinced that hope was nothing more than fuel for despair.
One day, a ruckus erupted within the slums. Amy was on her way back to where she slept when suddenly a man flew out from seemingly nowhere, colliding with her and knocking them both to the ground. The man appeared to be a noble, and Amy wondered what business he had in the slums.
The sound of soldiers' footsteps filled the air. The man was being chased...
It had not been Amy's intention to help him, and his plight inspired no compassion within her. Amy's sole interest was to spite the soldiers in return for the cruelty their kind had always shown her, nothing more.
She got them to leave by making up a lie only a pack of foolish soldiers would believe. However, the man was still there, staring at Amy as though he had made a prized discovery. In all her life, no had ever looked at her like that.
He asked her name and, upon hearing her answer, muttered it several times before beginning to weep. He expressed to her his profound thanks.
Together with the man, who called himself Raphael, Amy left the slums behind. The wheels of fate had been set into motion as Amy began walking her path with her own feet for the been set into motion as Amy began walking her path with her own feet for the first time, now face to face with that which she had rejected for so long: hope. As Amy prepared to depart, she began to think back on how much her life had changed.
From the time she agreed to come with Raphael, she found herself living a life unimaginable for a girl from the slume.
She had to learn to wield a sword to survive, as they had no shortage of enemies. She was now expected to be educated and exhibit proper manners in order to fit into his world. She wasn't sure how much of his life he actually wanted, but it didn't matter, so long as he was by her side.
She wanted to catch up to him.
After Raphael left on his journey, Amy sensed that something terrible lay in wait for him. She grabbed the hilt of her rapier, "Albion." A gift from Raphael, it was her symbol of hope, and a companion she hoped would light her way along the dark road ahead.
But something was wrong. Something important had escaped her mind, now lost in a haze of forgotten memories, but its shadow was beginning to loom over their lives...
Quietly, she prayed for there to be hope at the end of both of their paths.