Everyone thought all hope was lost for the young exiled prince, vain, cruel and arrogant. All until he meets a certain young muse, named Haelea, in the free city named Lys. Her eyes outstandingly purple, her hair as pale as his, her voice like a melody when she spoke, when she sang, and her as a whole- unmatched, unique from any other. But he was self-absorbed- and she was everything that he was not. How could a girl, so outstanding, fall for such a fierce dragon-like man like him? Will she change him, and his mischievous self- or will it all be the start of a restless fire. A fire causing only the deepest of tragedy. A fire never going to end.

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒． 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒" － 𝑃𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑜 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑢𝑑𝑎