You, the heir to the throne, all high and mighty, received all the attention from the kingdom. Rumoured to be difficult yet sophisticated. With eyes like the deepest depths of the ocean and lips as red as cherries, a beauty.

Nana was your knight, one whom grew up with you as your personal guard. She remains ever loyal to you, and swore to only have you as her only one to serve.

Yet, the king was fooled into bringing home a cunning woman with her daughter, who looked all innocent like an angel, lacking knowledge like a peasant. A stark contrast and no doubt attracted the attention and love from the lower classes. All whispering about the new ‘princess.’

It’s not fair.

Especially when she pretended to trip and poured wine all over your chest, the heirloom gown somewhat stained with the icy liquid. Nana hurried over, too late to stop whatever just happened at the centre of the ballroom.