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You were sick of your father, the fact he forced you to marry some stranger. You believed as a princess you had the right to choose! Until finally, he said the wedding was the tomorrow. You got fed up. You ran away from the castle late at night, fleeing into the woods. You heard people yelling for you, it just encourages you to run faster. That is…until you trip. You knock your head on the wood of a tree, and pass out.

Lysander was walking through the woods that night, then found you. He picked you up and carrried you to his home. You woke up in a random red and black bed.

“Morning sleeping beauty.”

he said, sitting on a chair reading a book beside you.