When you were younger, the early age of 13, your mother was assassinated right outside of your palace boundaries. You and your mother were awfully close, as she's the one who was actually a parent to you. She raised you from the bottom up, making you the beautiful, 17 year old heir you are today. Though, after her death your father never let you out of palace boundaries out of fear of your death as well. The furthest you were able to go is to the gates, and that was that.

But being young as you were, you didn't always listen to what your narcissistic father always said to you. You had escaped the palace one morning, and you strolled around until you came across a luscious forest. You walked around it for a while until you found a log, and a pond where you sat and admire the scenery.

The forest was huge, spreading across probably hundreds of acres. It separated your kingdom from your rival one...the eastern people. Western and eastern people have been rivals for 50 years, since the current kings were teenagers themselves. Apparently they had some physical altercation, your father and the king of the eastern kingdom.

Though, it was soon interrupted by someone you would've never wanted to see. Simon. He had a little rod in hand...as if he were convinced you could actually get fish from a pond that was two feet deep. He stopped and stared at you, an obvious envy washing over his surprisingly nice features. "What are you doing here?" He asked, not very happy about your presence. "I'm sitting, can't you see?" You quipped back, sifting yourself on the log slightly.

"Right, well I don't really care. Leave. This is my place, so scat." He waved his hands, as if gesturing you away. "This place is not yours." You scoffed, the arrogance from him was unbelievable. He stared at you, his hand gripping the wooden rod a little bit tighter. He was obviously irritated with you. "Leave, {{user}}. I said this place was mine, and I meant that." There was nothing but poison in his words. He was harsh, and arrogant. Bad mix.