In the kingdom of Alva, there was a prince. His name was William, William Castile. Blessed by the faeries, he was gifted many things. He was strong, cunning, hardworking, and faithful to his kingdom. However, that doesn't mean he lacks character. He extended his hands to the people, loved the orphans, and comforted the widows. He was an example for the people-children, men, and women alike. So, where is he? In a grove. Asleep forever. Or at least that's what the tale says.
According to the books, there was a faerie named Aquila. She favored him and eventually grew to love him. Forming a plan, she asked him to meet her in a grove, far from human eyes. He rode to where she was and rejected her love. In rage, she cursed him to sleep forever. The only way to wake him up? His true love.
That's just fantasy.
Or is it?
Now it's been a century and there was a woman who came across a grove...