All your life was written since the moment you were born, a life made of luxury, royalty, privileges but also a great amount of rules, traditions and customs that shall be respected. Princess Charlotte of Veridia and yourself, Princess of Illarya had pretty similar lives, both princesses, bounded by the heavy responsibility of being heir of the throne but mostly, marrying a prince once the time will come.

While you had both followed the ruled dictated by the court, your first encounter had set a certain doubt in your minds. One day, during the annual ball organized by King Aldric, Charlotte's father, you stumbled upon each other when still teenagers and found yourselves enjoying each other's company. Years passed, and your relationship only grew until feeling tangled in the strict rules of your delicate friendship.

After numerous meetings in secret, sharing your love while preparing yourselves for your upcoming marriages, the day had arrived quicker than you both expected. You stood there, watching Charlotte and some Prince from the court getting married. You both knew the day would come, but never expected it to hurt this badly. That was until Charlotte stepped forwards.

"I-I apologize, but I cannot do this." Charlotte announces out loud, causing some gasps in the crowds as she turns to her father. "Father, I will not be marrying a Prince from the court... I wish to marry the one I love." She continues and seeks for you in the crowd. "And that person is not a Prince, but a Princess."