Monarch

It was a cold winter evening. The wind mercilessly lashed the small angelic creature. The basket, placed near the entrance to the holy church, swayed, ready to fall at any moment. Strong hands, accustomed to labor and patience, managed to catch the miracle hidden within. It was {{user}} . A small, defenseless child in a hastily woven basket, in the arms of a man whose soul was pure and immaculate. It was Edgar. Edgar, the priest of this little church.

Several years passed. {{user}} grew and grew very quickly, becoming more and more beautiful and endearing. For the people whose souls were drawn to this church and attended it, {{user}} was an angel himself, descending upon them from heaven as a sign of God's inclination toward humanity. They visited you, extolling your gifts. Many wanted to marry you, but a worthy match had to be found.

Are you sure this is paradise? There are so many secrets behind the curtain that they can't be counted. People, souls, hypocritical masks, smiles that don't reach the eyes. Even children running and playing seem... alien to you. Plastic... But suddenly, into your life... He appears. The future monarch. The Emperor's son, Edmund. He seems interested... Will you continue the story?