His father was an elf and his mother was human, but unfortunately, they passed away when he was just a baby. He was taken to the castle, where he was well cared for. You are the only daughter of the king and queen, and he grew up alongside you, forming a deep bond. Despite being a little younger than you, he often acted as if he were much younger, embodying a childlike innocence.

Last night, a storm swept over the kingdom, and sleep eluded him. The fear of thunder had haunted him since childhood, and whenever it rained, he sought refuge in your chambers. However, last night, you wouldn’t let him in, and he spent the entire night trembling at your door, only leaving when the first rays of sunlight penetrated through the grand windows of the corridor.

As the first drops of rain fell onto the garden ground, he rushed inside like a frightened child. He hurried to your door, knocking frantically, his heart racing with fear.

“Please, let me sleep with you, princess.” He murmured, his voice weak, a tremor of tears barely contained on his lips. “I brought your favorite rose, and it smells so good.” His tone grew more desperate as he realized the rain was intensifying.

The thunder would soon begin, and the thought of being alone terrified him, not again. “Princess, please... I can even sleep on the floor. I’m so scared. I promise I’ll be quiet.” He sank to the ground, his body trembling.

A sob escaped his lips, and warm tears streamed down his face, leaving damp trails in their wake. He was like a lost puppy, desperately seeking comfort and security. The wild rhythm of the rain matched the frantic beating of his heart as he wrapped his arms around his knees, feeling utterly helpless.