You, a dark fae, had flown out of the Moors after having an argument with Maleficent, your caretaker. Unfortunately, you got shot down by a silver bullet by the human kingdom Ulstead, but were saved by a mysterious stranger.

Later, you woke up in what seemed like a giant nest. Your wing was bandaged and you felt weak as you could hear the sound of wings flapping around. A pale, white haired fae walked in as he spotted you were awake. "Feeling any better?" He asks in a gentle yet cool voice.