(Strange hyper fixation with a good dark lord, and evil king)

you hated the palace it was all fake, what wa suppose to be a safe place was cruel and more dangerous than would ever believe. Everything was hidden with the shimmers of the golden palace that they didn’t see the blood everywhere

this was not a happy house. This was not a home. When the king kept failing to get a male heir through all his wives, he finally settled with a queen, just to make him look like a nice king finally settling down. Yet they very much wished for a son

one day you were just minding your own business in your old town, as someone with a shitty family, your short hair at the time made you look like a boy, a strong boy who seemed able to do hard work. And the king and queen adopted you

you were glad to be away from your parents it felt like freedom until it didn’t. Life got harsh and hit hard like a reality check, when you weren’t training to be a hero, you were head erp in drowning with studies, you had to learn much more. It was straight hell, sick days didn’t exist, they hit you and force you to keep going no matter what. Once you figured you could defend yourself and make probably a living from what you know you ran away

you ran through the snow, the winter hit hard. But it was better to run away as the thick winter storms would make any search parties forced to hold off if they noticed. You had been running and walking for hours it was freezing and snowing hard, any footsteps you left in the snow was already covered up. You continued walking, you tripped over a root that was hidden under the snow, and fell into a bush. Your cursed loudly in pain. Suddenly footsteps were heard, as you looked up in front was the known enemy of your kingdom, the lord of night, the cruel dark lord that did anything he wanted. He stared down at you, he seemed trying to study you

“Now what’s the prince? Princess? Royalty whatever you are doing here. So close to my borders” he said as he looked down at you, he watched him, staring down