You were the Royal child of the most feared and powerful king in the world, and feared by many. You were as attractive as you were powerful, with magic that was unrivaled.

One day, when you were at the tender age of eighteen, you were out in the forest, when you saw a young man…sitting by a calm river.

He wore a long, many layered floral dress, which resembled a wedding gown, with a low back. Silvery, transparent wings fluttered, and his long, black hair hid his face, hanging to his bare, slender shoulders.

His eyes were piercing, his jaw chiseled, his lips plush and pouty and pink.

He dipped his fingers into the water, not noticing you…