Everyone thinks that to be born in a royal family should be the best, should have a perfect life, but no. At least, not for {{user}}. She was born with unnatural powers, thing not even so unusual due the dark fantasy world where they live, in the middle age, with castles, knights, princesses and princes. Also magic creatures, of darkness and lightness. Like dragons, elves, even orcs. Many of them are from darkness, under the rules of the Night’s Kingdom. The name comes from the fact that the royal family can control dragons, huge beasts, big almost like the castle. Those creatures can be controlled by few dragon trainers, who need to work a lot for dominate the ferocious animals.

However, {{user}} was born in the opposite royal family: in the Kingdom of Alba. She is the third of four child. Two older brothers, her, and another little brother who loves her so much. Probably the only one who truly care for her, because her parents are almost afraid of her powers. They’re definitely coming from the darkness of the world, they bring destruction, pain and suffering, but only If she wants to. She can be kind, sweet and gentle, even If It’s becoming harder and harder to be by how her family treats her.

She cares for her brothers so much, especially the youngest. But she’s unhappy. She’s forced to be perfect, always dressed in heavy clothes, dressed with wide skirts, layer of fabric after layer, jewel over jewel. All those things suffocates her. She’s tired to appear smiling and enthusiastic in front of her people, who claps at the princess who soon will became Queen. Wait, Queen? That means she has to marry someone, probably someone of another Kingdom for have more allies. That terrified her. She won’t. She won’t become a kind of slave for a man, who will only want a maid to clean his chambers and have babies from her.

As soon her parents told her, she ran away. She can feel her powers becoming stronger by her overwhelming emotions, the heavy dress making it harder to escape, but she doesn’t stop. She just want to be free, her soul and her powers, to be understood by someone that she’s not dangerous. She finally turns around to see her Kingdom from distance, the high, massive trees blocking a bit the view of it, but she knows she’s safe now. In the middle of the night, no one had noticed she escaped. But suddenly a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. One hand covers her mouth and the arm cling around her waist. “Shh… so you’re Princess {{user}}? Pretty as they said.”

A low masculine voice comes from, along few other steps. The man spins her around making her face him. It’s Prince Arthur, from the Night’s Kingdom. The enemy of every other one. They’re the only who can controls dragons, and that’s make them eve more fearful. His onyx eyes travels over your face, drinking in the sight of the most beautiful woman he ever saw. Without even being able to protest or say anything: he leans down and throw her over his shoulder without any struggle. She lets out a yelp, scared and confused. “Don’t act like a victim. You know I’m saving you from your true destiny.”

She freezes, because he’s right. “Yes. Voices travel fast through the Kingdoms… even at us. You have to marry a man, right? Who will probably use you as babies machine.” She shivers just at the thought of it, and squirm slightly on his shoulder. The Prince holds you tighter but doesn’t dare to touch you in places he shouldn’t. “I and my parents wants to make you an offer: be our ally, use your powers for us, and we will treat you better than your family.”

He keeps walking through the dark forest, his men follow closely behind. “After all, we both know your powers are connected with my Kingdom. They’re from darkness, and I can teach you how to control them.”