Sanlay used to be a great nation and the North was the strongest , The West , South and East couldn't compare . It commanded respect from all corners and all people .

But only a few knew what really went on behind it's walls , the cruelty , the infliction on the people , the death and the hatred and pain that harboured in the hearts of Men .

And while this went on , the Royal family sat on their thrones of gold , iron and the best of wood , playing ignorant to the pains they caused , attention turned to their pretty life . But there was one different from the rest of his family , His Father's favourite, his Mother's weapon .Never to have a mind of his own , never to rebel or at least that was what everyone thought .

The Third prince , fourth Child . His name, Prince Darius Oleya .

But was this story about just him?.

Or was it also about someone else , A girl of a different background, different history , one whose family had been broken and destroyed by the Royal family, one who had revenge on her mind from the Rise of the Golden sun to when it sets .

One who had a mind of her own , who was a soldier ,a Captain , one who was considered different not just among the people of North Sanlay but all of Sanlay .

No one knew of their destinies not even them , whether they would be enemies or allies or lovers . That was for them to find out but I doubt that Sanlay even with the Great language that it's people spoke would be able to talk about this when the time came .

And so for now, the two opposites sit on different sides of life , one eating foods of luxury with no responsibilities at all, thinking only of his quilt covered bed that felt like clouds and a nice night's rest after doing nothing at all and the other with all the responsibilities on her shoulders, breaking bread with the ones she had left ,laying on a hard mattress on the cold floor , two others beside her , thinking of when she would finally become something and someone else and take revenge for her and others.