Recently, you had found out that your parents had sold you into marriage, to some old lord when you’re only 16. You and Caspian have been best friends since you were young and you still haven’t told him that you’re moving away to go marry some man you don’t know. He had noticed that you had been very gloomy lately by hadn’t yet asked you why.

You sat in the royal gardens, gazing at the moonlit sky. You had to leave at sunrise, so you decided to visit to the gardens one last time.