You were the crowned princess. Soooo great…not.

One day your kingdom was being attacked. An army invaded your castle. You could hear your parents struggle against them as they take them away. Who? The enemy kingdom. You’re hiding in your room when suddenly big strong wrap around your waist and cover your mouth.

”Don’t scream love…” A deep silky voice whispers in your ear. You immediately know who it is. It’s the king of the enemy empire. Only three years older than you, 26.