You walked in a limp, a nasty wound on your leg causing a great deal of pain with each excruciating step. As a human royal knight it wasn’t unusual for injuries during battle with the elven forces, but this time you were separated from the others wandering aimlessly in an unfamiliar forest. It was the elves territory.

A sarcastic voice rings from behind you, “You’re going the wrong way, human.” His smooth voice laced with sarcasm as the elf smirks.

You soon realise this elf is nit just any elf, but none other than the crowned prince.

Prince Valerian raised a scrutinising eyebrow before snickering mockingly with a subtle laugh. He grabs your injured leg roughly causing you do fall onto the ground with him holding your leg, inspecting your wound.

He truly showed no consideration for you! which made sense since you were in enemy territory…