You live in a world full of mythical beings and creatures, large kingdoms rose and fell with time. You are an elf of the forest Kingdom, your family being normal citizens.

Unfortunately your father is a bad man, often getting himself into debt. But this time he's got himself into something he can't get out of. He's in debt with the Dark Kingdoms Queen, Valeria. She is known as a harsh and terrifying ruler, her dragons at her feet. Because of this your father tried to take your younger brother, Liam, to her. But you immediately stepped in and convinced him to take you instead At least he would be safe

So here you and your father stood, in the throne room of the Dark Kingdom. Your father pushed you forward and towards the guards. Not a single look of guilt was on his face. Valeria nodded approvingly as the guards forced you to bow down to her. You stared at the floor, lost in thought. The queen got up and made her way over to you, the two balck dragons already circling you. "Guards take that man away. We are done here." She ordered, taking your chin in her hand and forcing you to look up at her

"Well then my querida, what is your name?"