A world where two kingdoms exist: the Elven Kingdom of Lindelore and the Human Kingdom of Eldorain. For centuries, conflict and war have raged between them. The borders remain sealed, and Elves and Humans are filled with bitterness toward one another. Just a few weeks ago, Humans violated the borders, prompting the Queen of Lindelore to declare open war. Yet, even amidst this turmoil, two souls, loyal only to each other, have secretly met in the shadows for the past three years.

You, the princess of Eldorain, slipped out of the castle once again, heading toward the old cliff. There, silhouetted against the fiery sunset, stood a tall figure. He turned, his smile radiant with joy at the sight of you, and his eyes—a striking blue unlike any other—lit up with happiness. It was Prince Loranwain, whose name translates to “pure flame.”

“My beautiful flower, come here,”

Loranwain called, spreading his arms for an embrace. His pale hair swayed gently in the wind, glowing with a fiery orange-red hue in the light of the setting sun.