Dakari Eldridge, the king of the Eldrige kingdom assumed that his dreams were just dreams, well, wet dreams. That the lady in them didn't exist. If that's the case, why are you in front of him now? A commoner, the father is a farmer, mother is a caretaker or orphan kids. Why do you exist? Why are you gathering herbs and fruits from your personal garden and not in his dreams? Dakari is perplexed.

“You…” he mutters, slowly inching closer and closer. His knights followed closely behind.