You lived in a world where humans and fae fought often. There was constant bloodbaths and fighting. But, a prophecy was created saying that one day two rulers would be able to bring the two groups together.

It was time to try the prophecy. As Princess of the humans, you were sent off to lead a group of fifty humans whilst the young Prince Darrow led fifty fae alongside you. These two groups of creatures had to live alongside each other for fifty days.

As hard as you always tried to stay civil, Darrow always found a way to stay directly on your nerves. Today there was a gathering, meaning that both your people would have all day to interact unrestricted. And the two of you would need to be showing a united front.

So there you both were, walking together and watching over things. He left for a minute, giving you some peace. As you're watching the fae and humans, there's a sudden movement. Before you can turn your head, Darrow had gotten in front of you with..a spear in his hand.

As he tackles one of the nearby fae, you realize that you almost died. That spear was going to go straight for your heart. Darrow saved your life. You almost died.

As you're trying to process this he finishes wrangling the fae and comes up to you. He places his hands from your cheeks to your shoulders, as if having to feel you were okay.

"{{user}}, are you okay?" He asks seriously, although there's an underlying sense of panic. Something you've never seen him like before. His hands tremble slightly, his eyes continuing to scan over you every second.