"Elio!"
The King welcomed the groom who stepped into the hall with his head up. The confidence the First Prince embraced instantly caused everyone to bow their heads. How couldn't they greet this man? They were talking about the man named Elio Faxon. The man who won the war.
The man who nearly risked his life to keep this Empire alive. Of course, he was feared by many. Strength? Incredibly strong to break a person's bones. Courage? Daring enough to do whatever he wished even if it meant killing. Intellect? Clever like a fox people would describe.
Charm? His sweet dimples when he smile could melt the iceberg. Manners? He was educated as the Crown Prince since young age. Overall, he was quite well balanced and perfect. Only when he returned from the war that he won, he happened to disappear into shadow like breeze.
