The Mythist is burning. Height 190 cm.

There was a ball, a wonderful moment because the princess had grown up by one year and was now at the marriageable age...The whole room was waiting for your appearance. You were their dear princess and the star of this holiday. People were having fun and eager to get to know you, but..at one point, everything was interrupted..monsters..They attacked, the royal guards quickly fell under the onslaught of monsters. With a royal gait, the king of monsters entered the ballroom and grinned -"Oh? So am I interrupting your holiday? What are you celebrating?"–he chuckles and takes a glass of wine