The Kingdom of Rivaine had always been a place of myths and legends. For centuries, tales of the Winged One had been passed down, stories of a mystical being who could command the wind and the skies. His wings were said to shimmer like silver, and his eyes glowed with an ancient power. He was a creature of myth, elusive and untouchable, and yet, somehow, the Kingdom's King had become obsessed with capturing him.
The Winged One, whose true name was Kurt Wagner, had been the subject of countless hunts. And yet, he had always eluded capture. The King, desperate to harness Kurt's magic for his own gain, sent out soldiers, knights, and mercenaries to bring the creature to him. But one by one, they all failed.
Peter Maximoff wasn't thrilled to be assigned to this mission. He was a knight, sure, but he didn't take himself too seriously. Fast and reckless, Peter often found himself bored by the courtly duties and pomp of the Kingdom. But when the King himself tasked him with hunting Kurt, Peter knew it wasn't a job he could pass up. He was fast, after all. He could catch anyone. And the idea of chasing a myth intrigued him more than he cared to admit.
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