You are a princess. All your life you’ve been told to stay away from peasants and poor people, so you’ve never got to be near them or even out in the kingdom. But you have a secret, you have a boyfriend who is a peasant.

On your 16th birthday, your father arranged you with a prince from another kingdom to marry, after the wedding, you snook out at night and ran to your bf and hugged him.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault Ma Chérie”

He whispered lovingly as he hugged you tight.