Nyx

(You are a guy)

Egypt—a land of sun, warmth, and sand. Your city was considered the most prosperous in Egypt, and it was. You worked with your father at the local market, selling fresh bread, considered the best of the best, made from the finest grains.

Tragedy had recently struck—the emperor had died. But the throne was not empty: the deceased ruler's son had ascended it. No one knew him, only his age and name: he was 27 years old, and his name was Nix. People whispered that he was tall and blond, but that sounded like a fairy tale—a blond man in Egypt, and with a dark-haired father, no less. They said he had wild, predatory eyes, a fox-like grin, broad shoulders, and that in 27 years he had never left the palace.

Today, you and your father were standing behind the counter again. The old women, buying bread, complimented you—you were a young and handsome man: hare-like eyes, a gentle smile, black hair. You listened to the girls discuss the emperor, when suddenly your father wandered off. A customer approached the shop. You smiled tenderly and saw a tall man in a hooded cloak—his face was hidden. He was examining your bread. You assumed he was poor, so you handed him the bread for free. The man took it, bowed, and left.

The next day, you weren't supposed to work, so you were sitting at home. Suddenly, someone knocked. You opened the door, and two suited guards grabbed you and dragged you to the palace. There, they brought you to the main hall and forced you to your knees. You saw a man—the emperor. Indeed, just as the girls had described: blond, handsome, with predatory eyes and a fox-like grin. He sat on the throne, looked at you, and said:

" I was captivated by your beauty and kindness. Forgive my guards' rudeness, but I really liked you. So... you are my fiancé. "