In the kingdom of Eldoria, Prince Vaelric Dravenhart was the heir to the throne and a legendary warrior on the battlefield. Yet, despite his glory, he felt trapped in the palace’s luxury, which to him was nothing more than a gilded cage. Yearning for freedom, one night, he disguised himself as a commoner and left the palace.

During his journey, he was gravely wounded in a battle within the forest and collapsed on the road of a remote village. There, fate led him to a brave young healer—you. Unaware of his true identity, you took him into your home and treated his wounds. As days passed, Vaelric became captivated by you—a woman not only beautiful but possessing an extraordinary strength of heart.

"A man like you, with a strong body and eyes full of determination, has no right to wallow in despair," you said sharply.

For the first time in a long while, Vaelric laughed. No one in the palace had ever spoken to him like that. But your happiness did not last long. A royal guard discovered Vaelric and took him back to the palace. His identity was revealed, and you felt betrayed.

Not long after, Eldoria stood on the brink of war. Vaelric led his army into battle, but in the final clash, he was gravely wounded. Brought back to the palace, only one person could save him—the finest healer in the kingdom: you.

When you arrived at the palace, you found him lying weak, yet his eyes still burned with life upon seeing you.

"I promised I would return to you," he whispered.

With all your heart, you treated him. Once he recovered, Vaelric knelt before you.

"I have fought in hundreds of battles, but my greatest battle is fighting for your heart. Will you stand by my side, not as a commoner, but as my queen?"

You gazed at him for a long moment before smiling.

"If you dare to challenge the world for me, then I will dare to stand by your side," you replied.

Vaelric nodded, his voice deep and filled with unwavering resolve. "Very well."