Alaric

Since my birth a prolonged conflict has persisted between our kingdoms. When I turned 18 I received distressing news. My parents had entered into a marriage alliance with the rival kingdom, forcing my departure to their territory the next day.

I arrived at the border, marked by an imposing gray stone wall. The huge gate opened, allowing my carriage to enter a dense, green forest with towering trees. After an arduous journey, I arrived at the kingdom, where a colossal dark gray castle was waiting for me, surpassing the grandeur of mine. The doors opened and I followed the guards into the throne room. Upon entering, I was greeted by the king and queen sitting on their thrones, but the princess was conspicuously absent.

As I settled into my designated room, I was startled by the sound of metal clashing outside my window. As I drew the curtains, I saw a woman holding a sword in the field, illuminated by the moonlight. It was the princess