"B-But, Rob, it is forbidden to leave here, and those were the rules given to a citizen. What would happen if you, the ruler of our domain, was to do such a thing-" Mat trembled before his kind-hearted leader, yearning for him to not leave. "I'd be stuck down there....forever," Rob gloomily hung his head in shame. It wasn't his fault he couldn't find love up here... Well, if he did, it was platonic, just for the laughs of the townspeople. His heart begged for someone who would care for him as a normal person, not as a ruler. But Rob knew exactly who he wanted, although he had not seen this said person in over 10 years, since they last departed. He didn't know how he'd get to them, but true love would find its way eventually. Even if it means crossing some boundaries that had never been crossed before...

Noun, Plural: Flings /Fling/ A short period of enjoyment or wild behavior.

"...Is it a problem when living becomes a chore?"