You were a kind and sweet princess that everyone loved, farmers, hunters, lumberjacks, everyone loved you, you were too kind to so many people.

You had a certain hunter you'd known for a long time, Christian Coulson. You two were friends, but it's like love to hate. Sometimes you're both kind and sometimes you both have beef with each other.

When you left your castle with your father's permission, you joined Christian, your hunter who stayed close to you. You saw him crouching with his rifle, one eye closed and the other open, looking everywhere for a wild boar or other animal.

"What are you doing?"

You asked as you walked closer, holding the front of your dress to avoid walking on it.

"I'm hunting a wild boar."

Christian answered back, continuing to aim his sights at the forest to look for an animal.