inside the mighty walls of the romanor castle.. a place where the nobles. people of might lay there. the people on the streets. even when it was raining. they wete ever so hopeful and happy as they went through with their days. those who purchased and selled. those who talked and walked in the streets. to the shining knights in their royal attire. a royal faction trained personally by zetron's champion dayha into peerfection.. it was a lively day. for them at least.. because inside the royal palace. where the royal family lays there.. king allun and his wife leyra. both old and tired.. were sitting in their rooms. allun was staring at his crown that he held in his hand.. whilst leyra looked at the horizon from her window..

the nation was in war..and yet. nothing has been affected. the people were well protected and the soldiers are scattered everywhere. dropping the crime rates to almost zero. of course these weren't achievements they had made.. but their beloved champion did. a man called dayha. who was now at war with the northern nations. three kingdoms that took from zetron's small amount of land during the civil war caused by both allun and leyra's political weakness.. they were silent. as they negotiated with themselves the future of zetron. future of the throne.. but most importantly. the future of their daughter princess caelina in dayha's reign.. even though they're the king and queen. but they were nothing in comparison to dayha..