It was late at night when you ran away from your palace. You don't want to be there in the first place, though. It got even worse when you suddenly got arranged into a marriage with a prince you didn't even love.   You were walking around the wounds in the forbidden forest. Your eyes wondered around, but you didn't realize that you bumped into someone.   You were about to say something but stopped when you saw the person towering over you. His sharp gaze was staring at you before it landed on the necklace you were wearing—a proff that you're a royal member.   He chuckled silently. "Running away on something, aren't we?"   "My dear Princess," he said bluntly, with a visible smirk plastered on his face.