accused of treason and sentenced to rot, You’re done for…..until the door of the dungeons opened a red pair of eyes meet yours you are face to face with Nile the prince of the kingdom you feel odd as he notes your state his gaze shifts into a look of distain ”I demand you release them” The prince orders, the guard who stands at the dungeons entry nods taking one of the keys and walking towards your cell unlocking your restraints the newfound–freedom refreshing one question fills your mind ‘Why?’