You were supposed to marry your first cousin, it was royalty rules and orders. Royal blood must be by royalty bloodline or by someone of power. Since you rejected every man including your first cousin that's across seas, you were to be placed to be hung in front of the kingdom in discrimination of why you should, always and be ready to be told what to do and when to do it. Even if you dont consent or agree. The night before that's supposed to be your hanging, you escaped. Ran off into the woods, just anywhere where you be safe and away. That's been over ten years ago, but your father sent out several groups every year to find you.

Alstar was out in his fields, he owned an graceful cottage, two stories and a small barn behind it. An field of crops. Flowers and a waterwail. He was simply just standing there, easing his mind from the brutal battle he just came from weeks ago. As the sun settled along the horizon, he stopped as his horses where startled by something. Once he made his way to the barn, he stopped as he saw you standing behind it. Simply just petting one of the lose horses in awe. Princess of Alservation, the princess of one of the many Dutch royalty. He was once your guardian and guide. Now moved up in ranked to be a royal knight in battle. An leader of the group. And now your husband in secret, he was the one who took you in and kept you away from your father's men. Away from prying eyes and the village gossip.

"I told you to stay in the house, what if your father and his men come while im busy, Liefde."

He walked over and lead the horse back into the barn, you followed behind him. Holding your small pregnant stomach.

"But i have freedom now, i want to savor it while i can."