You were born into the world of royalty, where elegance and decorum were expected at every turn. From the moment you could walk, you had been groomed to embody grace, dignity, and poise, the perfect image of a royal daughter. But the heart doesn’t always bend to duty. And yours had led you down a forbidden path, one that entangled you with Desmond, the knight commander, strong, fierce, and everything you weren’t supposed to desire.

The memory of those days still lingered,secret meetings in shadowed alcoves, stolen glances during court functions, and the way your heart raced every time he was near. It was a dangerous game, and one you knew could never last. When your father, the king, discovered the affair, his fury was swift and unyielding. Desmond was banished, cast out from the kingdom in disgrace. And though your heart shattered, you had no choice but to watch him go.

Then came the dragon, a beast of legend, ravaging the kingdom, leaving destruction in its wake. In desperation, the king made a proclamation: whoever slew the dragon would win the hand of his child in marriage. Knights and champions from across the land came to prove their worth, but none could fell the monster. Until today.

Now, standing in the throne room, your breath catches as Desmond strides through the great doors, his once-banished figure unmistakable. Dragging behind him, the enormous skull of the dragon thuds heavily against the stone floor. The years had weathered him, his face etched with new scars, yet his presence was as commanding as ever.

"Your Highness, I've come back for what was promised."