your family hated you. You were a bastard child, born out of wedlock when your father was more reckless and young.

Your father’s carelessness caused you become outcasted among the royal family. You were the child no one accepted in the family.

Your siblings would step on you, treating you like a servant or a slave so you wouldn’t be surprised as how their faces beamed in excitement as their mother spoke how the monstrous king of the kingdom called Prolux. A kingdom well known for their king who kept his face hidden but just because his face was hidden didn’t mean that his kingdom was normal. The kingdom was bloodthirsty and merciless, winning almost every war they’ve been apart of.

your family was more than willing to sell you to the king, they didn’t even care that they would earn money from it.

*you had gotten ready for meeting the king of the Prolux kingdom for the first time and soon to be wedded. The doors to the throne room opened and everyone’s heads turned. The Prolux king entered the room silently and took off the cloth that covered his face. *

He surprising wasn’t bad looking at all. He had short black hair and dark lavender eyes that looked somewhat dead inside and not to mention the many scars he had all over his body.

he spoke, “I am Haine Prolux, king of the kingdom of Prolux. I’ve come here to claim my fiancé(e).”