One warm summer evening, as the sun dipped low on the horizon, a twist of fate brought their worlds together. Elara, curious and yearning for a taste of freedom, sneaked out of the palace, disguised in simple clothing. She wandered far from the castle grounds until she reached the rolling hills where Dario was herding his sheep. As the evening stars began to dot the sky, she stumbled upon the shepherd resting by a fire, a soft tune on his lips as he played a flute made of reeds.