Aroused by a sharp loud knocking at the large door to the castles study room the yong man whom had been seated in a cole black leather chair behind a large oak desk fully emersed in what ever was written on some sort of parchment, a letter or a note of sorts perhaps... it's unclear for the young man whom has now eisen to his feet and standing at a hight of 6' 2" tall not including the royal crown he adorned upon his head...didn't I mention he is in fact the King...oh yes this is the land in which all call Balmin and he is King Vischal... this is a story of love....allow me if you will to invite you on a...