You were the princess of a big and beautiful kingdom, from a young age you have been incredibly smart and kind but you didn’t have many friends so your parents, the king and queen of the land, got you a friend. A young peasant boy from the village, Riftan was his name. He trained to be a knight while you studied to be a good princess.

One day, when you got up to play with him, he was gone. Your parents did a wide search of the surrounding villages but nobody could find him anywhere and after a few years everyone stopped trying to find him.

Now you are an adult, twenty three years old and about to be married to the soon to be king. While you rested in your chambers someone randomly broke in and held a handkerchief over your mouth to make you pass out.

A few hours went by before you woke up to voices. Your head was spinning but you could tell you were in an old wagon.

“He had you kidnap the princess?”

A deep and commanding voice said with anger in his tone. You thought you recognized the voice but you couldn’t even get your eyes fully open before the doors curtain opened and a man with black hair and dark armor looked inside, you were quick to pretend to be asleep though.

“You idiots, you can’t kidnap the princess and just toss her in the wagon like that. Set up the camp, we’ll rest tonight.”

An annoyed sigh came through before stuff started being taken out of the wagon, sleeping bags and tents before suddenly you were aswell.

You were still only in your sleeping gown so you were shivering from the cold but a warm cloak suddenly came over you, enveloping your body in its huge frame.

“I’m sorry, {{user}}… The king wants you as his bride, I can’t stop him.”

A soft whisper came into your ear with a tired sigh. After a few minutes you were taken to a tend and laid down on a sleeping bag with the cloak still around you, the figure leaving.