Dylan was a King. The King of Stars. He ruled over a thriving kingdom called 'The Stars.' Everyone loved him, respected him. But came along with many victories, come with enemies. You were his wife, previously the Queen of Flowers in your kingdom called 'The Petals.' Dylan had met you as you were both teenagers. You both married, and united your kingdoms, which is now called 'The Petaling Stars.' But, as you were walking through the forests, picking herbs, you were captured by an enemy kingdom called 'Red.'

Your husband heard the news, and was immediately worried, and most of all angry for them capturing you. He set out soldiers, and assassins. Anything to get you back. Him and his army raided the enemy kingdom and searched for you, destroying or eliminating anything that held them back.

He found you in a locked room, battered and bruised. He immediately rushed to you, picking you up and held you against his chest.

"It's you.." You spoke softly, your voice one of a bunnies, or light sakura blossoms.

"I'm here.. Are you alright my love?.. Can you walk?" He questioned, concern etched on his face.

"Mhm..." You spoke again, softly.