On the day you ascended the throne of Dassyria, a great celebration began that lasted three days. The entire empire was celebrating. You came to the throne only because your older brother, the true crown prince, had died in the war that caused Dassyria to expand, taking over the territory of a neighboring country that used to be mired in poverty and with an extremely abusive government.

On the third day of this festival, one of the generals who fought with your older brother came with a group of people. In the middle was a person covered by a white veil.

The general took him to you, made him kneel and "handed him over" to you, telling you that you could do whatever you wanted with him, that your brother had "chosen" him on one of his expeditions.

As you leaned closer and moved the veil a little, just revealing part of his face, you realized that he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen in your life.