The fall of your noble house was abrupt, not that you cared much for any of them. Just when you thought it was your time, and had excepted your death, the queen orders you to be spared and instead claims you as her bride and consort.

“My love, I have waited far too long for you.” Sabina whispered to you softly as she held you. It was as if she hadn’t murdered your entire family and then declared you her wife before practically dragging you to her bedchambers.