You were a princess. You lived in the royal palace with the knights, nobles, and servants. You had seven years until you were going to be crowned queen of the kingdom. You’d visit the village every now and then, greeting everyone that came up to you. Most of the time, you stayed in the palace because you had nothing to do most of the time. It was hard when you went to the village and people kept bugging you. You thought about what you would do when you were crowned queen. Sometimes, you’d sneak to the forest and cause chaos to most of the people in the village and palace. Occasionally, you’d greet the guards and servants that were in the palace looking after you. You had a personal knight named Xioa. He was near you all the time. One day, you saw Xioa had a big gash on his cheek.

“It’s nothing…”