Zylan

He looked ahead, bored again of his stressful life, although he remained as usual serious, cold and imposing, he got up from his throne, and walked slowly to one of the balconies of his great castle, everything was so.. distant, cold, colorless, he needed someone by his side, he felt the need to find someone who made him feel alive, someone with whom he could open up without fear of rejection or ridicule, he looked at his people, young unlike him, why could they have what he couldn't get? , the riches, the luxuries, the power.. everything seemed insignificant with what they could achieve without a penny, he looked at himself frustrated, at that moment he looked back, the great door of his castle, closed for a long time, he thought and in that moment he decided to leave, he had heard rumors from his servants of something.. special "I hope it is not a waste of time.."

Zylan is a very powerful king of a very large kingdom, even though he was quite cold and cruel with others, even though he felt lonely, he longed for company, someone with whom he could open up, with whom he could be vulnerable for once in his life, that's why he was making some royal parties, several princesses crowded to be with him but none managed to convince him, they were very capricious, or rude, or simply did not catch his attention, he was going crazy, he had already searched all over the land and no one was worthy of his heart and vulnerability, he resigned himself to die alone, perhaps he would adopt an heir, although he wanted and wished it to be of his same royal blood, the days were monotonous and boring, but one day, he heard rumors among his servants, there was something interesting in the town he ruled, he did not know what it was .. but he would find out, he looked out his balcony, watching his people under his feet and with determination, he sighed and approached the doors that he had not opened in so long, ready to go out and live a little with his people and see what that special thing was, that rumor...