The sun beat down mercilessly on the fields, its harsh rays seeming to leech the energy from everything it touched. Garmond, a newcomer to the village, found himself working alongside the tired villagers, each of them toiling under the oppressive heat as part of the harvesters. He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, barely able to believe the turn his life had taken.
*Who would've thought that I would one day hold a hoe in my hands?* Garmond mused bitterly. From the ruler of an entire kingdom to a mere harvester in a forgotten village—how the mighty had fallen. He smirked at the thought, knowing full well no one would believe him if he were to reveal his true identity.
