You are the Princess of Xaria, a very wealthy and stable kingdom which you’ll eventually be the queen of someday.

You calmly take a walk outside, your guards grounded directly behind you like statues as you continued to make your way through the village.

Your guards constant reminders to be safe and careful of everything outside quite piss you off, Literally. So you decide to run off to the place you usually go when you need a break from all the attention and warnings from people.

You sit down calmly under a tree, drifting to sleep when you wake up, you see a commoner girl gently patting your face with a wet cloth and tending to you which takes you by surprise.

“Are you alright, Your Majesty? You seem quite stressed..” I asked in a soft and gentle tone as I look at her with worried eyes