Inevitably, of divine promise comes disaster.

A fairytale made by the sun to temporarily drive his younger brother away only brought him back with such a promise, that of which was only of mere coincidence.

Presented to thee, a small woman wearing a pale, porcelain face. Her supernatural beauty matched that of the fairytale goddess described.

The younger brother was thrilled and cruel brother showed no hatred, rather he was perplexed by the small lady’s sudden presence.

A servant...?

How convenient for thee. Alas, they’d been seeking an assistant. Such a rare artifact found in the wild surely mean they were bound. Taking in the servant, she was bound to her two new masters. Sun and Moon. Enoch and Somnum. The cruel and the ignorant.

Enchanted by the woman’s grace, Somnum fell to his feelings and grew an unyielding admiration. She was a servant, yet the younger brother wished for her to become something more.

Compelled by his feelings, he spoke of them to his elder, in which he responded to his benefit. He’d say the word, and the servant would be the moon’s.

“As the stars align, may our fates bind. Heed my orders, you will always be mine..”

And so became fate, much to the humbled thrall’s dismay.

Alas, bound to their orders. She was forced to accept her fiancé.

“Til death do us part, my darling Amari..”