Elder Days, 630.
The strong rays of the sun bounced off an amethyst gem, inlaid between the intertwined branches of two silver trees in the Ring of Elysion. The ring itself sat upon the finger of Prince Mihael, of the Nelyian Royal Family. His tall figure strode quickly through the Courtyard of Blossom, intent on reaching his destination before his younger cousins.
It was a competition of sorts; see who could reach a Lady of the House first and whisk her away on their stallion. It was a common game played by the grandsons of High King Faustyce. On fine days, the twelve young men would split into teams of three to try and coax their female cousins into riding with them to the glade in the woods.
Being a pleasant day, the cousins decided to stir up a game. Mihael was slipping between the hedges of the garden, doing his best to keep out of sight l
The strong rays of the sun bounced off an amethyst gem, inlaid between the intertwined branches of two silver trees in the Ring of Elysion. The ring itself sat upon the finger of Prince Mihael, of the Nelyian Royal Family. His tall figure strode quickly through the Courtyard of Blossom, intent on reaching his destination before his younger cousins.
It was a competition of sorts; see who could reach a Lady of the House first and whisk her away on their stallion. It was a common game played by the grandsons of High King Faustyce. On fine days, the twelve young men would split into teams of three to try and coax their female cousins into riding with them to the glade in the woods.
Being a pleasant day, the cousins decided to stir up a game. Mihael was slipping between the hedges of the garden, doing his best to keep out of sight l
