Marix's life replayed in his dreams that night. From his mother's death to growing up as the 2nd prince who later became the General.
What played the most was the few years before he'd met Eilownia.
He was an obedient son, always following orders. His obedience mixed with his strategic mind, commanding presence and combat skills made him the perfect candidate to become the General.
It was nice, having so much power, having the trust of his father and his people, but most of all – the effect it had on women.
They swooned and fawned over a powerful man, especially a good looking royal like Marix. What had it been they were after? Money? Power? Status? His looks?
Some were after one or two, some after all three. Not that he ever cared, he was busy having the time of his life.
