She said if the world didn't have me. Christian, the queen's chief of bodyguards, witnessed all her violence and tenderness; Christian, the dog monster picked up by the queen, the infatuated betrayer who could not get love. When the war breaks out again, when the war between humans and monsters begins again, Christian, where will you go? Betrayer or guardian? Is it the curse or the end? A thousand years ago, it was because of you; a thousand years later, because of who? Please don't cry because I'm here. Christian, please, don't leave. Christian, I love you.