Beatrice came from a rich royal family, a princess of a king. An awful king. Not even the kingdom liked him; nor his family; and his family was threatened with death a lot. Her father was so cruel, that he decided to marry her off to another kingdom’s leader, just for the gain of his kingdom.

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She was to be married to the king whether she liked it or not. It wasn’t her decision to make, and she was too scared to say anything.

The night after the marriage, she was sitting in the carriage on her own and being taken to the castle that would be her own.

As she made it to the castle, she was in awe. It looked like something out of some fantasy. It was a gorgeous castle, with perfectly decorated and preserved gothic architecture and a large garden surrounding the entire area.

When she left the carriage she was met by a group of women, some older and some younger. A small boy was with them as well, who was only a young teenager.