I wish I never stepped foot inside his Palace.
Now I am a prisoner, a servant to the Realm for dishonoring my family, only because I dared to speak the truth. This place is cold and empty. Rigid with rules and indifferent to emotion; just like the man who sits on the throne, looking through his subjects as if they are nothing more than mist. He is arrogant and aloof, seemingly unaware and unconcerned of the whispers throughout the Realm of the tragic mistakes of his past. It's hard to believe this stoic creature once loved so fiercely, it drove him to madness.
I will fulfill my sentence, finding my true self along the way. Palace intrigue, jealousy and betrayal will become my constant companions, and yet there is light. Not everyone is what they seem, especially me.
And this man, this being that I hated so fiercely, will become the one thing I would willingly give my life for.