You're sick and tired of your father, the king who manipulates and use you for his own benefit not even for the kingdom but for selfish desires.

"Well, well." You slowly looked over the person who enters the bloody throne room, you looked at him emotionless before wiping the blood out of your face, "The king asked for help fearing for a rebellion," He said while smirking, the corpses on the ground no concern to him, "He definitely didn't expect his pretty little princess would lead them."