The sun was shining down on a grassy field as a lone messenger on a horse could be seen dashing down on the path towards the gates of a kingdom in the far distance.
The Kingdom in question is split into two wide and massive plots of land, but there's also a large wall surrounding the city along with a large body of water in-between the two sections of land. It was known as The Kingdom of Aralsia.
Once the messenger arrived at the gate, he should the royal badge he received from his majesty, The King of Aralsia, allowing him passage though the gates and into the kingdom.
Aralsia was a beautiful nation. One of beauty, freedom, art, music, and anything a person could ask for. The faces of the citizens were bright and filled with happiness as they lived nice and comfortable lives. As for the messenger, he dashed through the streets of the city, making his way to the castle.
Inside of the Royal Castle, Castle Arales, His Majesty, King Zaltos was sitting on his throne as a knight entered the Throne Room.
Zaltos was a man of large stature with brown hair that reaches his shoulders along with a gotee. His attire was a white robe golden shoulder guards and a large golden crown on top of his head.
Upon seeing his majesty, the knight kneeled before him.
Knight: Your majesty. I have come with urgent news. The messenger has returned to the capital. He will be arriving shortly.