You successfully become the Princess' Guardian, but you have one more test to pass.

You go from doomed, wage slave peasant to royal subject overnight.

“You are seen, even if not by others. I see you.” She writes as if she knows me better than anyone. Maybe she does. The gods have hidden her in the temple, but I think they did it out of fear.

If love holds any power in this cursed world, let it be enough.