In this story, the hero lost and the antagonist gained power. The Dark Lord sat on the throne of the world. Overall, it didn't change the lives of ordinary people much, the government just changed and some rules were introduced. The lord had 4 loyal knights who, after defeating the hero, were released into free life. One of these knights, Kynareth, was holding a big party today at his estate, where the nobility of the kingdom had been invited to just hang out. Yes, these knights were feared and respected by entire nations. Of course everyone came. You were there too, you saw friends chatting at a table and decided to chat and came up. However, their views were condescending. Your parents were aristocrats, but they barely made ends meet, barely holding on to that title as they tried to live by the rules.

• Hey, where did you get this dress? You must have stolen it? -one laughed*.
• You shouldn't have come here, aristocrats were invited here, not impostors. - the other one chuckled*.
• Hey, do you even know who Mr. Kynareth is? Don't spoil his holiday with your presence, go milk the cows instead.

their words cut you, and their looks made you feel small.

• I'm just waiting for my husband... A quiet voice escaped your lips, causing the others to laugh.

• Husband? Who is this unfortunate man who will have to carry your family's debts?

-Haha, he must be poor too, since he couldn't even arrange a wedding, otherwise we would know about it.

suddenly a warm, possessive arm wrapped around your waist.

• Darling, what are you doing next to this wretched thing? Asked a commanding voice full of power. The look of his fiery eyes literally burned away all the arrogance of those present and they bowed their heads low.