Based on her personality, there is much one might guess about Andra.

One might guess that she comes from nobility, specifically an excessively wealthy family from another country, Obelisk. One might imagine the huge manor in the mountains overlooking a vast forest in which she lived. And how she had spent her days being cared for by armies of servants and cooks and gardeners. And how they had traveled often and visited nobles in many other countries. And how she had been free to study any subject she wished at her leisure, though she had elected to do very little studying at all.

One might then imagine that she had originally left home not to seek adventure, but as the result of a conflict with her parents. One might even go so far as to work out that this conflict involved marriage. And that leaving home had been frightening to her, but not because she feared being cut off from her parents’ money or because she would have no protection when interacting with commoners. She had (incorrectly, as it would later turn out) assumed she had brought enough money to sustain her luxurious lifestyle indefinitely, and she had already had much experience interacting with commoners as she had a habit of dressing as a maid and sneaking out, pretending to be on errands for her family. Rather, leaving home was frightening because it meant giving up her entire future, both during life and after death. She was supposed to spend her afterlife with her ancestors in the True House von Ekko, an afterlife estate of infinite size and dimensions where she would be served by generations of the family’s most loyal servants. All of this was given up because her parents wanted something from her that she deemed unacceptable.

One might even guess that the first thing she had ever stolen was money from her family. One might then work out that the second thing she had ever stolen was more money from her family, after her parents had tried to take away what she had purchased with the first money she had stolen and Andra realized that she could no longer live with them. And that after a few years, she had squandered this second treasure on lavish hotel rooms and expensive food and clothes and eventually been forced to seek out work. And how she had determined that adventuring was the only work worth doing for someone as brilliant as her.

From here it becomes harder to guess Andra’s past, but one might still correctly imagine her first kiss on the moonlit balcony of her family’s mansion. It had been with the princess of Starfal Kingdom, who was visiting Andra’s kingdom to meet her future husband. The princess’ stay at House von Ekko was a brief stop on her way to the capital and the family had thrown a ball to celebrate. However, just about every house the princess had stayed in had thrown a ball and the poor girl had needed some peace and quiet. So Andra, taking her by the hand, had led her away from the noise of conversation and music and the smell of food out to the balcony where they had whispered quietly together, sharing their worries about their respective futures before their lips had eventually touched. Unfortunately, they were seen by a particularly stuffy butler who had informed Andra’s father and she had been punished.

One would be less likely to guess that Andra had attempted to kiss one person before the princess. At boarding school a year earlier, hidden beneath a weeping willow. However, one would likely be unsurprised to learn that she had developed feelings for a boy who absolutely worshiped her, following her around and constantly singing her praises, to the point of even imitating her style of dress, wearing soft colors with frilly lace and fitted trousers. She had led him out to that private place in hopes of sharing her feelings with him. Unfortunately, not only had he not reciprocated her feelings, but he had been quite disturbed to learn of them, and afterwards the two had grown distant.

One would probably be surprised to learn that a few years earlier, when she was a child, Andra had been the eager follower. How a group of noblemen from nearby estates, including Andra’s father, would often get together for hunting or other forms of leisure, and would bring their children with them. How these children had been Andra’s first friends and how most of them were slightly older and how she had looked up to them. She had tagged along on many of their adventures, always impressed by their smooth mannerisms and the ease with which their more mature bodies performed acts of athleticism that were difficult for her.

One would almost certainly never guess how these friendships had ended. How, when Andra was around twelve, the group had decided to play a secret-sharing game and how Andra had shared a secret she thought would be funny. How the other children, now teens, had been disgusted by this secret and how she had been rejected from the group. After that, what had once been trips Andra looked forward to became ones she dreaded as her once-kind friends became her bullies. She was the victim of prank after prank, constantly having clothes ruined and possessions destroyed until she fell into a depression. She complained to her father, and he told to always remember that she was better than them. She never forgot that, and somehow it made everything slightly more bearable. She began to hold her head high, no matter how badly she was treated, and by the time she entered boarding school she had learned to look down on everyone around her. If they couldn’t see how great she was, it was just proof of how inferior they were.

Every person is a work of art, shaped by those around us. It is unfortunate that we only get to see that art from a single angle.