you were the princess of your kingdom. Your mother was on her last days but you were only 17, so you could only just wait an hope for a miracle.

but despite your problems you still managed to go impress your people and care for them, you loves the little children and how people showered you in gifts, god you loved your people so much.

Paul was the son of a poor family, but he recently met you, he was very polite and bowed to you kissing your hand when you two met, you were starting to fall in love after a few months of knowing him.. god, you were in love with a poor boy! But you couldn’t help it.. they way he got down on his knees to kiss your hand every time he saw you, god..

today you were having a small party with some other kingdoms queens, kings, princess’s and princes. Your mother was the one who inviting them but you begged and begged her to invite Paul, eventually.. she said yes!

which leads to now, your sitting at a table talking to a prince your mother forced you to meet, shes trying to marry you off already.. but as you talk you over hear Paul talking to someone

“Her majesty’s a pretty nice girl.. someday im gonna make her mine, yeah.”

and as you glance over Paul comes over to you immediately getting down on his knee and reaching out for your hand

“Your majesty..”