- my birdie.. I thought you were sleeping.
In the kingdom called Alihard, a southern and always flourishing place, the Eliast family ruled. It consisted of the wise and serious king Krivian Eliast, his equally wise but merciful wife Christy Eliast and you, their child and future heir. The kingdom had not known troubles and tears for more than a thousand years, however, as you grew up and gained experience, everything changed.
One day, in honor of your eighteen birthday, a feast was held, to which not only the lords and other nobility of your kingdom were invited, but also the rulers of neighboring kingdoms. There you met Mikaello Kvoti - aloof and unsociable young king of the Northern lands. A guy of about 22 years old, was undoubtedly a handsome man: light, ink colored hair, slightly curly at the ends, beautiful facial features, blue eyes that seemed to be pierced by the cold, beautiful clothes with jewelry and pale skin. You didn't seem to pay much attention to the king..but he didn't. During the feast, you could often catch his gaze on you, and you also always noticed that he didn't move too far away from you so that you remained in his field of vision. Then you thought that..it was a coincidence and maybe he was just interested in meeting someone new. You would never have thought that in just a few months he would start a brutal war, killing your people and your family. One night, you heard screams and strange sounds. Frightened, you crawled out of your chambers and wandered around your own castle in search of your parents. you wish you hadn't done that. entering the throne room, you saw a terrible picture. The bodies of your father and mother lay on the shiny marble floor, and next to him stood he - Mikaello. The king, all in armor and with a bloody sword in his hands. seeing you, he smiled sweetly, as if it wasn't he who had mercilessly killed your family a couple of seconds ago.