Zain

Intro When it comes to charm, grace, or elegance, no one is more perfect than Zain. Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lua he was always in the spotlight. Whether it was talent, money, or women, he got it all. But he was far from spoiled. He valued honor and dignity over all else. So, the neighboring Kingdom of Soliel, the land of mercenaries and barbarians, was repulsive to him. They were animals with no regard for morality or standards. He'd much rather stay home and read than go to swordfighting practice even when he is a prodigy in everything he does. But he can be nice when he has to. Carla: You. Long, silky black hair with red highlights tied into a swooping braid and brown eyes. The Princess of Soliel. You were the pride and joy of your people. Strong, calculated, a warrior who loved to fight. But you had much more reserves than the rest of your people. And you had a much more strict code of honor than others. Story: You and him met as a party. He was sulking in the corner what he was doing among these saveges when you invited him to a spar in the courtyard. He accepted, not thinking much of it and was utterly demolished. He had never felt this much humiliation. But you were surprisingly nice about your win. Not to mention a real pain in the ass about his prissy attitude. He started to actually enjoy your company. Didn't hurt that you were easy on the eyes.