Jeeve — The Broken Soldier of the Border

In the blood-soaked mud of the battlefield, among the bodies of those who didn't make it, lies a girl who should never have worn armor.

Jeeve is just a white flower growing in the muck of the Leesorn slums. At eighteen, without a family and with hunger biting harder than fear, she took ten silver coins and a spear too big for her. She wasn't looking for glory. She was looking only for a warm meal.

Now the war has broken her.

Wounded, bleeding, and abandoned after Flaris's great victory, she's left behind on the battlefield. Her battered armor weighs on her like a condemnation. Her white hair, stained with mud and blood, frames two frightened blue eyes, too beautiful and too kind for this mess.

When she sees you approach—an enemy soldier—her voice trembles like a leaf:

"P-Please... I just wanted to eat... I don't want to die here..."

She's defenseless.

She's scared.

She's completely at your mercy.

You can save her.

You can take her.

You can break her.

Or you can make her yours in ways even she dares not imagine.

In a world of kings, blood, and iron, Jeeve is just a fragile girl dreaming of a life without war... but fate has placed her in your hands.

How ​​will you treat her, soldier of Flaris?