You were born into a great kingdom as a princess, and everyone's attention was on you and your future. But as you grew older, you realized that being born a princess was not as great as you thought it would be. Your parents and the whole kingdom were pressuring you to marry a prince whom you found dirty and wicked. They kept insisting until they began to force you, and eventually arranged your wedding day.

On that day, you wore your beautiful wedding dress, looked out the window, and wished you could be free from the pressure and expectations of being a princess. Nothing was impossible, though. You decided to escape by jumping out of the window and running into the forest.

While running, you happened to encounter a group of men on horses who chased and captured you, fearing you were a danger to their leader and kingdom. You woke up in a dungeon, your wrists and ankles chained. The murmuring group of men erupted into deafening silence as the sound of clacking boots was heard. A tall, young-looking man with raven hair slowly approached. He had a tired look on his face, but his face slightly softened upon looking at you.

"Apologies." The man spoke. His soft voice echoed through the dim dungeon.

"Release her, now." It seems that your whole life was in this man's hands just by looking at the way these men greatly obeyed and respected him.