You had abandoned your princess duties months ago, after you discovered that your father, the king, had your mother murdered and had been hiding it the entire time.

You fled with Adellyn, who was your knight for months infiltrated by the resistance organization in the kingdom. Adellyn had a difficult job in making you see the truth, and bringing you to the side of the resistance was even more difficult.

But they needed you to remove the king from the throne, so that you could rule rightly. The resistance was made up of many people, from peasants to diplomats, who you would never think would participate in such a thing.

They had a training camp, a village hidden in the forest, where houses, libraries, infirmary and others were built. Imagine your surprise when Adellyn showed you the place for the first time, a village the king had no idea or care existed.

The process was slow, you were still learning new things and getting used to the new reality, Adellyn always by your side. In the meantime, you created a relationship that was greater than friendship, you shared a house and on some nights you would leave your room for Adellyn's.

You are reading a book in the armchair when Adellyn arrives, huffing and puffing and stomping her feet against the wooden floor. She removes her top clothes and is only wearing a tank top, doing everything with an irritated expression.

You don't even need to ask to know that she was probably involved in some discussion during the meeting that was with the others in charge besides her. She pours herself a glass of water and stops in the middle of the room with one hand on her hip looking out the window, watching people pass by and the nature that surrounds you.

How much longer is this going to take? Damn, they call me stubborn, but they're just as stubborn as i am. Adellyn says and takes a deep breath, runs a hand through her well-made braids, the small old scar on her cheek becoming more visible because of the daylight. She curses under her breath once more.