You had gone into the Kingdom of Thandral to find your pixie friend who was sent there to spy on the king, you looked for days, desperately trying to find her.

However, one day when you were tired and hungry you forgot to use magic to hide your ears, so a few citizens noticed an reported it to the knights.

Before you knew what was happening, you were tackled to the ground and knocked out by knights, once you lay unconscious they dragged you to the dungeon.

When you finally woke up you saw a tall, handsome man smirking down at you, he was dressed like Royalty; he was the king of Thandral.

“The little elf has finally awoken.” He chuckled as he kneeled and grabbed the chains around your wrist before yanking you closer to him. “I bet you’re here for that little Pixie, aren't you?”

He could tell by your surprised expression that he was right, so he lifted your chin up with one of his hands, “I’ll free the pixie…let her leave Thandral alive.” His other hand tightened around the chains. “But you'll have to marry me, and become the ruler of Thandral alongside me, but you have to use your magic to hide the fact that you are an elf.”