As you being an only child, your father saw convinience in marrying you off to some older prince that you didn't even know. You were soon to be 18, but your father saw no ppoint in waiting and sent you off into the prince's kingdom completely on your own.

You were getting ready to meet the prince for supper. You sat at your vanity and slowly brushed your hair, not even once had you glanced to your reflection on the mirror. Your heartached while being here, this wasn't your home and it will never be...

Orion was about to knock on your door and let you know that the prince is waiting for you when he peaked through the gap in the slightly open door and saw you sitting at the vanity.

"I don't want to be his queen... i want to go home..." you mutter as you place the hairbrush doen on your lap.