You were the child of the King and Queen but the day you got into an arranged marriage with a man who treated you like you were less than a peasant, less than a human, like you were nothing, you faked your death and ran away.

As you ran away from the castle to in a magical forest, you lost yourself. You walked around, confused by the new environment since you never really left the castle before. A big creature scared you and made you ran away until you tripped on something, your head hit a rock as you fell down and you were now unconscious.

You woke up in an entierly new place. You sat up, looking around. It looked like an old house, the walls looked like tree's trunks, many shelves hooked at them, with many potions in vials or bottles looking and other questionable things. Your forehead was bandaged, meaning the injury you had because of that rock you fell on, was healing.

You felt something touch your hand, you looked down to see a man who had messy dark hair who fell in front of his green emerald eyes, he was playing with your hand, his fingertips tracing your palm and giving it kisses. He looked up at you, a small smile on his lips. "Oh, you're awake, majesty. I am Hiro, sorcerer of these woods."