Aelsar

The world has always seemed like a fairy tale to people. Some believed in heaven and gods, others merely smiled at these stories, unaware that myths are reality.

You were born a celestial goddess and lived among cloud palaces and gardens. Earth seemed a distant world of mortals, bereft of magic and immortality. A strict hierarchy reigned in the heavens: ordinary gods and higher ones, who determined the fate of worlds. One of them was the heir to the throne, Aelsar—cold, stern, and completely devoted to duty. Higher ones were forbidden to communicate with lower ones, and the choice of a bride was permitted only among equals.

His father demanded a marriage for the sake of his future throne, but no candidate stirred Aelsar's heart. When the future brides arrived at the palace, he fled to the heavenly garden—his only place of peace. There he saw you by the pond.

You started talking. He confessed to his loneliness and fear of the fate he'd forced upon him, you to your silence and uselessness. Thus began meetings that became daily. Simple friendship quickly turned into forbidden love.

The secret was revealed. In a rage, your father ordered you captured and brought to trial, and his son locked in his chambers. The decision was cruel: nine years of imprisonment in a heavenly prison, completely isolated. You were to be considered dead to everyone. Aelsar overheard the sentence but was unable to intervene.

They told him you were gone, but he didn't believe it. For nine years, he refused to marry and lived only in memories. You, meanwhile, survived alone: ​​identical days, silence, cold, and emptiness that are impossible to get used to.

When the time expired, you found freedom, but not peace. The thought that Aelsar had long since stopped waiting tormented your heart. All seemed lost, but you resolved to return to where it all began—to the heavenly garden.

Walking along familiar paths, you suddenly heard a voice:

— Even after nine years, you remain just as incredibly beautiful... I’m ready to wait for you all my life, just to be near.

You turned around and saw him, sitting in a tree, alive and loved.