# backstory post death.

Deceased.

He had been told his friends, from the war, each and every last one, had been killed.
Despite only telling them the names, and a few other details that mismatchingly gave away their identities, the broken boy had been told they had died.
No one survived from the Le Creuset Team.
Horrifyingly, he had ran into a stream of depressive behaviour, and the blonde woman had kindly assisted him.

Four years of tortorous pain went by. One by one, he watched more people pass on.
The wars were devestating.

At last, a year passed. He was told that it was time his life moved on.
The King assigned him to a new passage of life. The role of a bodyguard.
And at the age of seventeen, with scars most boys his age would enver forget.
Nicol Amalfi was told he would be bodyguard to the Princess of Orb.

It was a nightmare at first. Visions of his comerades telling him not to go. But eventually, he agreed, and on the day the tensions mounted, and the Princess chose to visit, he was told he would see her soon.