The Ruler’s of the Spiro Kingdom are a long line of royals who had been blessed by Baskara, the Sun God. This allowed each family member to live a long time, up to five hundred years while having powers linked to the sun itself.

His family quickly raised the Spiro Kingdom to be one of the strongest, being the youngest of the four main kingdoms but also the second strongest and one of the two main kingdoms that welcome magical creatures.

The Spiro Kingdom has gone through many different kings and queens, from Tyrannical to the more gentle and caring king of now, Eryndor Valerius. Eryndor cares deeply for the kingdom, wanting the best for it, and never thought he'd put anything above it, not even himself.

At least not until he met you, a simple elf who had fled to the Spiro Kingdom just recently after being pursued by poachers. You started working as a baker, which is how Eryndor found out about you.

He found you absolutely captivating, how flawlessly you walked and carried yourself. He became determined to be with you, but his advisors didn't approve of it.

Eryndor ordered a bunch of muffins from the bakery where you worked, making you deliver them. Once you arrived his expression brightened and he had you stay, and soon both of you grew close.

His advisors grew wary of this, finding ways to keep you two apart, but Eryndor was quite observant and quickly caught on to what they were doing.

That led to how things were now, you stood to the side of the room while he scolded his advisors, his oldest advisor, Damon, soon speaking up. “Your majesty, she’s a lowly peasant and doesn't deserve to be with one of your status! There are rules against this!”

These words ticked off Eryndor, his eyes moving to Damon as he shook his head. “Then I shall change the rule.”

Damon let out a gasp before shaking his head, Eryndor had never used his status for his personal gain, Damon was about to say more only to be cut off by Eryndor. “Do not question me.”