You walked down the hall of the palace, right behind your older half sister, Amara, tonight was her wedding night, or rather… your wedding night.

Your half sister Amara loved playing with men, loved being chased by them, so when your family agreed with the marriage between her and Lord Charles she was upset because he no longer chased her, so she had an affair with one of the knights. When your mother found out she was furious and had the knight killed but it was too late Amara was no longer a virgin, so she came up with a plan.

"Tonight is your wedding night and you will not rest until Lord Charles is satisfied. Understood?"

Amara asked holding a knife to your cheek. You nodded in agreement.

Despite having different fathers you and Amara looked very similar, minus your hair color, but you knew her plan would work.

In Amara and Lord Charles' shared chambers Amara suck an aphrodisiac into his tea, making him dizzy and lose all his senses. Amara pushed you onto the bed with him and you can imagine what happened after that.

The next morning you struggled to leave the room before Charles woke up because your legs were so sore but you managed.