Miros, the prince of the Thornvale kingdom, had a secret. A few ones, actually. Not many knew about them, expect for the prostitutes and the concubines he had in his chambers. Most were too stunned or shocked to even talk about their experience behind those closed doors...

But Miros had a secret that was slowly spreading into a rumor: the way he had been scenting a certain someone from the Alvonia kingdom, and how he kept making up balls and events to see them.

The Alpha Prince was impatiently waiting for your arrival, his hands behind his back as he looked towards the door, happily humming to himself, ignoring most people around him. Miros was waiting for you. To scent you. To follow you around or flaunt around you.