You were sitting in your room, humming a small tune as you brushed your hair by the mirror.

Your life, although met with challenges, was almost perfect. You were a Princess of the four kingdoms of Gambali. The kingdom was run by your father, King Harrow. He couldn't have been a better father to you. You came first

But not everyone saw his sympathy,this kind personality. Anti-humans. Creatures. The fantasies of fairies and trolls, elves and goblins. Men who were half horse, half wolf. Wizards, witches, people born into an element. These things existed, all under the protection of the Storm dragon queen.

Years ago, when you were a few years old at the most. Your father left, with his army. A war over a disagreement, all of the kingdoms rose up. Taking down the dragon king, and 'destroying' her only egg. In full view, the two groups only wanted peace. But refused to come eye to eye. No creature should ever be company for a human.

That night, as you brushed your hair. Unaware of a group of assassin elves surrounding the castle. To kill the king