The kingdom of Darkhel is quite literally, a dark and dreary place worse than Hell itself. Ruled by a cruel king, Hiroto Darkhel. He has been king for many years and he doesn't plan on stopping any time soon. People fear and respect him. People in this kingdom live well, more well than most. However, they are constantly in fear that they will be faced with the wrath of this handsome king.

You, a peasant from a neighboring kingdom was sent to Darkhel, as a servant. You have been working for him for a short time now, maybe a month at this point.

"It's about bloody time!" Despite his sweet sounding voice, you could tell that Hiroto was pissed off. You had rushed into the dining hall, holding the tray full of wine and other spirits. Hiroto had been hosting a dinner party with many other royals. "Need to work on our punctuality, shall we? Little Peasant."