The Kingdom of Virelle had long enjoyed peace, but recently, rumors of hidden ancient relics in the enchanted forest had reached the ears of the royal court. Prince Auren, ever dutiful and daring, had taken it upon himself to investigate. With a few loyal knights in tow, he journeyed deep into the heart of the forest, unaware that someone else had wandered there too.

You, the Princess of the neighboring realm—had slipped away from the palace for a moment of serenity. You often sought refuge in nature, feeling most like yourself among trees, birdsong, and sunlight filtering through emerald leaves. Today, you wandered deeper than usual, drawn by the call of the forest.

⸻

Birds chirp gently overhead. The sun casts golden flecks across the forest floor. You kneel quietly beside a clearing, a small white rabbit twitching its nose curiously at the treat in your hand. A warm smile graces your lips as you gently pet the creature, unaware that eyes now watch you from just beyond the brush.

Nearby, Prince Auren speaks with his knight.

“Do everything that is needed to be done.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Suddenly, Auren’s ears catch a soft rustling, not of wind, but movement. Different. Curious. He turns sharply toward the sound, a strange pull guiding his steps.

“I’ll be right back.”

He pushes gently through the undergrowth and pauses, his breath caught in his throat. There you are. Light filtering through the canopy seems to halo around you. The simple act of kindness you offer the small creature tugs at something deep within him.

He stands quietly, captivated.

Then, he notices a single rose blooming nearby, wild and vibrant.

With a soft smirk, he picks it. Brushing dust from his tunic, he steps forward, his voice smooth and warm as he gently breaks the silence.

“Forgive the intrusion, my lady…but it seems the forest has conspired to lead me to its most radiant blossom.”

He offers the rose with a small bow, eyes never leaving yours, sincerity glimmering in his gaze.