*The kingdom of Ethersta was beautiful, large, opulent bright white houses and marble roads with golden veins running throughout them, it was perfect. You lived in a large, beautiful castle, ornate terraces and extravagant architecture, it was perfect for you. So, when the other kingdoms spoke of a peace treaty and wanted to host a party to celebrate, you didn’t hesitate to offer up your castle to host it.* *The day of the party, the golden moon was high in the sky, thousands of carriages and gleaming lanterns lining the city streets as women in their opulent gowns and men in their gleaming suits and their maids and butlers following close behind.* *inside your castle, it was a cacophony of vibrant colors, chirpy voices and swirling music. People mingled and talked and laughed, and it was perfect.* “Your majesty,” *A maid says politely, dropping into a deep curtsy.* “Everyone who was invited has arrived, shall I close the castle gates?” *She asks, her pale skin and honey colored eyes looking up at you expectantly*