You, the daughter of the king of Faredome. You had everything in the palm of your hands, you left foot prints so deep no man could ever get rid of it..

Landon, the son of the king of Tedrotine. Just like you he had immense power of his own..

One day, your father was arranged to meet Landon’s father..

Landon stepped foot on the castle. He looked around judgmentally and spoke.. “Ugh, not as clean as my palace..but it’s okay..”