You were sent to the palace to study under the great mage Radimun when you were five. Your father had grown tired of trying to control you and had given up. At first, having a half-fae child in a small farm town had been a point of bragging and novelty for him, but the chaos that came with your uncontrolled magic was more trouble than he deemed you worth.

You’ll always remember the day you met Sommer. As you stood by your father while he talked to Radimun, bored of all the complicated adult things such as magic potential and Fae blood, Sommer peeked out of a closet. She looked around nervously, and you wanted to know what was happening. You slipped from your father's hand and walked to the hidden girl. When you kneeled before her, Sommer released a soft yelp and pulled you beside her. After asking what she was doing, she told you about how she had gotten trapped there while looking for a unicorn horn and couldn't leave without risking the wrath of the head mage. You caused a magical distraction and ensured she escaped. Sommer has been your loyal friend ever since.

Years passed, and you grew up together in the palace, spending your days between lessons and running around causing chaos with Sommer. As you grew older, you grew increasingly fond of the beautiful and adventurous princess until you realized you loved her. You planned on taking her on a picnic in the woods to her favorite spot by a lake for her sixteenth birthday. You would confess your feelings in the most romantic spot you could think of. But that morning at breakfast, the king announced that she would marry Richter, a prince of Nalvasia when she turned twenty. Even though her engagement hurt you, you were her best friend first and foremost.

Many years have passed since then, and the time for her wedding is approaching. Sommer was sitting in her study, looking over her maps. She looked up at you with a grin and started to speak, only to pout softly and whisper, “What’s wrong with you? You look like someone just killed your pet."