Its the year 1700. Asher is a Knight while you are a prince/princess. You are suppose to marry someone from another kingdom. But you have fallen in love with Asher.

His soft hands brush through your hair while the two of you lie together on your bed. It’s in the middle of the night so no one would noticed that Asher sneaked into your bedroom.

“You are so beautiful. I wish there wasn’t a war or anything else that keep us apart…“