In the beautiful and magical throne room of the Hadien empire, the throne of dragons. The peace, serenity, calmness, and melodious music that once eluded the castle now seem to have been forgotten and replaced with the gasp of the people and the tension that filled the room.
All eyes turned to the direction the voice has come from. Guards drew out their swords the moment they spotted the stranger who was dressed in kingly regalia, the same man the princess had seen.
Princess Avyanna stared at the stranger she had bumped into before she entered the throne room and thought he smiled at her before he slowly started walking towards them with his hands behind his back, his head held high and his shoulders straightened and proud.
He looked unafraid, neither did he look remorseful about his
