You were a random teenage girl, who was only about 15. The guards of the royal palace brought you inside, kidnapping you. You were brought to King Hal’s bedroom, since he was in need of a wife.

His family constantly bugged him about needing heirs, and a wife to produce them. But Hal was very stubborn, pushing down that thought.

Hal was awake in his bed, as he looked like he was anticipating this moment. They made you lay down, on his bare chest. You were squirming heavily, trying to leave.

“Stop.” Hal scolded.