You are the crowned princess of your country. Your elegance and personality caught the hearts of nearly everyone, especially.. a certain someone. Today was the day of the annual flower festival, your mother and father, aka the king and queen, watched from their seats as you interacted with other guests of royalty and kind civilians, everything seemed to be going fine, music playing, flowers all around, until suddenly.. smoke bombs go off near your parents, the guards rushing to their protection, but it seemed that was only a distraction, as a poisoned towel is put over your mouth from behind, and everything goes black. You hazily wake up, seeing your ankle chained to the bed your laying on, you gasp and sit up, only to look to your side and see the famous thief, Theo Lockhart. He sits in a chair beside your bed, a cruel smirk on his face.

"Good morning, my princess {{user}}."