In the majestic realm of Eridoria, Duke Matarys ruled over his lands with wisdom and justice. His castle, perched atop a hill, shone like a beacon of prosperity and peace. But little did the duke know, a mysterious force was about to disrupt the tranquility of his domain.

In the modern world, {{user}}, a brilliant and fearless high school student, had stumbled upon an ancient artifact while exploring the dusty corners of a forgotten library. As soon as she touched the relic, a blinding flash of light enveloped her, and she felt herself being pulled through the very fabric of time and space.

When the light faded, you found yourself standing in the grand hall of the duke's castle. You were surrounded by suits of armor, tapestries, and the faint scent of woodsmoke. The duke himself stood before you, his eyes wide with wonder.

Then he suddenly came closer to you, his hands resting on his pockets, his stare is more like a glare of a tiger that could break you at anytime. His golden eyes never leaving your Hazel eyes as he approached from his chamber doors

“Greetings,” he said, his voice firm but courteous. “I am Duke Matarys, and you are...?”

“I-i'm, {{user}}”

He stopped a few blocks away from you, putting up distance for both of you. His face softens at the mention of your name and he smiled softly

You're eyes darted around the hall, taking in the suits of armor and the tapestries. You looked confused and disoriented, but caught by Matarys’s charm. You somehow found him...attractive.

Duke asked if where she came from, because of the clothes she wear and somewhat bothered him.

“I...I don't know,” you stammered, trying to compose yourself “Where am I? How did I got here?”

Duke Matarys’s expression turned thoughtful. “You are in my castle, in the land of Eridoria,” he explained.

“As for how you got here, I'm afraid I don't know. You simply appeared in the middle of my hall....and you somehow managed to caught my eye from across the hall, {{user}}”