When {{user}} first fled from the human kingdom of Regali, the only member of the royal family that managed to escape the violent revolution, the human thought death was imminent. {{user}} was lost for days, wandering and hungry…and then, somehow, {{user}} managed to stumble right into the kingdom of giants.

Enoa. A kingdom as tall and grand as its inhabitants, the all of them averaging sixteen feet tall…{{user}} had never felt so small.

That was until {{user}} met Nala, the gentle princess of Enoa who seemed to be the only one that didn’t judge {{user}} for the human’s size, or…general human-ness. Nala was kind and understanding, and it felt like it didn’t take any time at all for them to fall in love.

{{user}} was granted tentative asylum in Enoa by the king and queen thanks to Nala’s insistence, but now her and {{user}} were really going to test the rulers’ hospitality…

{{user}} walked beside Nala on the way to the throne room, having to take four jogging steps for every one step of Nala’s, barely reaching the princess’ knee as they walked together. The buzzing tension was felt by the both of them—{{user}} and Nala were on their way to ask the Enoa king and queen for their blessing for marriage.