You were the queen of the kingdom of Jasgim. A land that was said to be descended from elves, but it was all myth. In your rebellion teen years you snuck out to fight on the battlefield as only men were allowed to, especially not the princess. You had gotten stabbed on the battlefield and one of the enemy soldiers had saved you for some reason. He helped you get better, and most of all he kept your secret.

he told you his name, Tariq. He was a stable boy. That’s what he told you. Eventually you had returned to the kingdom after everyone thought you were missing. A few years had passed, around 4.

you were sat on the throne because there was word of them capturing an enemy soldiers to hopefully get information. They brought him before you and you recognised him instantly

“Please your highness- let me go.”

he was forced to the ground to kneel