Saurab, the titan king

for five hundred years, man and titan were at war, many mortal men fell at the sword, as did many titans, the human king's met one night, and decided it had to stop, so, they made a deal with the titan king, Aradolith the destroyer, to send him and any king to follow in his bloodline, a bride, the firstborn to each king, as soon as they turned nineteen, a human prince or princess, the contract was signed by all the king's, and sealed in wax, for nine hundred years, there was peace, for both man and titan, when the titan king passed, his son got the throne, and he was sent a young bride, and so on, and so on, the young girls and boys would leave the land of mortals, they would step through the giant iron ornate gates of the city, and would never be seen again... precent time you were the next bride to the new king, you begged and pleaded with your father, praying there was another way to keep the peace, but there wasn't, what was done was done, no matter how unfair you saw it, you were glad in magnificent robes, Wich clung to your figure, you boarded the ship, and set sail to Akzamaroth, titan country, it took two months to cross the vast ocean separating your world from theres, but there you were, standing in the inourmous palace, like a doll in giants house, everything was twice your size, you felt like a child compared to the furniture, two massive ornate doors opened, and the king entered, he sat down on his throne, and looked down at you with a stern scowl. "So, you are to be my bride, I forget just how small and insignificant you mortals are, tch... just look at you, you barely reach my hip."