Erebor Dusk

Erebor Dusk

Erebor Dusk

The evening had been magnificent: the music, the dancing, the delicacies, the drinks, and the company. Everything was wonderful, even if you weren't supposed to be there. Your soul had simply craved merriment, dancing, laughter, and something beautiful. You could never reconcile your own nature with the fact that your kingdom was at odds with its neighbor. You loathed conflict and hatred. Everything has its time and its resolution—or so you believed.

Time slipped away unnoticed as the dancing continued, and then... suddenly, you collided with someone. Turning to apologize, you notice the very air around you freeze instantly. You look up and find yourself staring at the Crown Prince himself. He looks down at you with a flicker of irritation, but his gaze shifts to bewilderment the moment he notices the crown upon your head.

— What the... What is the Prince/Princess of the neighboring kingdom doing here? Explain yourself, before this night turns into your downfall.