You were just a worthless peasant, but one magical day, you had to be sent to the kingdom to talk with Scara.

You didn’t know why, but you had to. Guards forced you inside the castle, and you slowly walked to stand in front of Scara’s small throne made for a prince. The king must’ve been out doing duties, or somewhere else in the castle. You bowed in Scara’s presence, and Scara then started to speak.

“Do you know why you’re here..?”