The kingdom of Khystor’s human and elven division was evident, both nations living in separation. Being born an elf, loving a human was absurd - especially when it was an imperial prince.

Only through secret meetings did you both meet in the Human realm. However, in the midst of doting affection, royal guards noticed you. In turn, Leonidas changes his face.

“You may go. I have this under control.” He orders them, fist tense as it it clutches your hair, the other subtly tickling your chin.