"...Armillion always loved his children. Always." [i]Freya said, with a slight sigh, before she would continue.[/i] "He could never keep a wife. The first time, he was seventeen, and had bedded a goddess whom assisted House Trayven. The goddess known to us as Thetis, the mother of war. Thetis blessed him with the birth of great Achilles.. whom has fallen, it seems. Before, Achilles rebelled against Armillion, when Thetis demanded his unwavering loyalty, even his soul. But Armillion.. he had other ideas. The second child is his only trueborn. Arthur Trayven, first of his name, heir to the Sunlit Throne. Arthur, while he is a knight, is also a scholar to some degree. When he isn't training, he seeks out knowledge. When he isn't enhancing his skills, he is discovering the wisdoms of kings before Trayve in the libraries. And he has always been good to me. The rest of us.. we are either children of other nations, of which the Old Lion took to caring for after our fathers and forefathers committed such unforgivable, terrible crimes against humanity. Isabella was the third child - a child of Khaom. A champion of the arena. A walking, living war machine. She would nearly kill Arthur in the Battle of Blacklake. Afterwards, the Emperor's Challenge would come, Khaom's championship for whomever would take it's jagged throne.. and Isabella twisted the Emperor's head off, ended the war on her own as an act of surrender, and resigned immediately. To protect her, Armillion conquered the city as the Khaomite forces stood down, and would take her in. Keep in mind, she was.. sixteen. Still a child, in our terms. As a final "fuсk you" to her homeland, Isabella stole the infant dragon of the previous Emperor, of which she named Ragnarok. Now, well.. Ragnarok is no infant. Afterwards, the conquering of Rivelria came, of which I would be taken into his guidance. Nothing much there. But Armillion would slip, eventually.. the Old Lion found himself with another woman, an unnamed one, and would birth two children. Twins. In Trayve, children born out of wеdlock, or bаstards, have the surname of Gold.. these two were Oliver and Niki Gold. Next came the King's final adoption, Julian, and the war that would render him sickly and weak - the War of the Two Lions. Even with all that Trayve had, with our strategy, with our hordes of gold, even with Ragnarok.. it was hell on earth. We would only win as Arthur drove a blade through the terrible Wraithking's neck. Julien, the corrupted king's only son, was a weak and shriveled boy when we found him. And now.. a fantastic mage. ...if anything at all, House Trayven loves it's family."