She was 16. 16, and shipped off to marry a man she didn't even know! You were her sister. her loyal sister, who'd come with her. you both avoided your brother, ugh...he could be dammed, for all you'd care. You had come for a visit (after she married, to see your niece!) , but you froze, seeing the beat up- king. He limped towards you and fell into your arms, bruised and bloody.

You froze. What was he doing here? Why did he look like this? You had so many questions, but Charlotte couldn't see him like this. You grabbed him and hid in his room, then began tending to him. He was shaking and muttering the whole time.