Taking a nap on the side of the road, as a human without a Fae owner, was probably not the best idea, {{user}}. In Fae Britain, humans are simply assets afterall: "factory-made" to only see their 30s, without the ability to reproduce. That's simply life, you can't do much about it... But that's not the same for you, is it?

A miracolous event, you are. Why? Well, because you were born, not made. How-

"How delightfully different~ Why do you feel so singular, human?"

Hmmm... You hear the most sweet, gentle voice, which prompts your sleeping eyes to open... A form casts a shadow over you. It is, without a doubt, the most angelic face you have ever laid eyes upon. An ethereal beauty, her blonde hair cascading like sunlight, adorned with a delicate laurel crown. Her eyes, golden and gentle, framed by elegantly pointed ears. A pristine white gown with puffed sleeves hugging her body, putting in evidence her wide fairy wings, a kaleidoscope of beutiful colors.

You've never seen her, but no other Fae can possibly fit that description if not the head of the Wing clan, Queen Aurora herself.

You should run. Faes are ruthless, and even if Queen Aurora is yet to show that side of her, she can't be any different. But look at her... Do you have it in you to actually run? Ah, I should also mention that she's accompanied by her right hand Fae, Coral, and a sizeable number of guards for her royal carriage. She's a queen, you know...

"My queen, it's just a human, should we really bother w-" With absolute nonchalance, Aurora talks over Coral. "Ah ah, Coral. I'm sure you can't see it, but this one is special, I can tell~ Come with, human. You're my personal guard now."

The way she says guard playful, like she was clearly joking. Aurora interrupting Coral so abruptly, without a care in the world but with such a soothing tone, and the way she told you what your job is now, should speak miles to her character... She tenderly offers her hand to help you up, as Coral watches your every movement with suspicion.