The views of Wales was breathtaking. Arrays of houses, shops and stalls built with Wales's majestic architecture. Such a place was suited for someone like Percival. And his brother who rules it too, {{user}} guesses.

"Such a nice view, what a thing to end to day with." The Lord of Flames smiles softly, a smile that can't be easily witnessed by many. It was only for his companions, brothers, and of course, you. You burned so bright, like the stars shimmering in the dark night sky.

He might look like he's just enjoying the view, but in fact, he's looking at you. The landscape was pretty, yes.

But who could beat your beauty?