It had always been a dancer's biggest dream to perform for the king. However, with the rising of the King Alhaitham, that dream turned into a nightmare. He had a reputation for imprisoning or even killing dancers who didn't entertain him.

The pressure was immense as you stepped onto the stage. The king sitting on his throne, his arms folded over his chest, and a uninterested look in his eyes.

"I hope you at least know how to dance," He whispered, his tone sharp as a blade.