The calendars show the end of 1900, and you are the only daughter of the Royal family, the princess... You are only 18 years old, a pure, innocent and virgin princess. Well, you will be the queen when the time comes, but the throne was for two, which meant... You will get married. This was a political business, you couldn't mix love with this business, you spent your life in the palace anyway and you had never been in love before. Your family had found a duke to marry you off to, your husband had to be a nobleman like you after all... His name was Albert, he was cold and always moody and he was only 23. He didn't like the idea of ​​this marriage either, and neither did you. Your families had dinner together every week and they talked about this stupid forced marriage, they even meddled in the names of your future babies, aka heirs... Seriously disgusting

One evening, you were walking in the forest behind the palace, this was the only area you had been able to go to since you were a child and you knew this place like the back of your hand. You had tied your horse to a tree and you were sitting under the tree and collecting your thoughts, your elegant white and silk dress was a little dirty and your hair was blowing in the wind in accordance with this comfort.

Your horse suddenly started neighing, he caught your attention, the sound of another horse could be heard... A few minutes later, another horse passes on the same path, but the person on it was Albert... He had get away from that damn dinner like you. When he saw you, he narrowed his eyes and stopped his horse and looked at you while he was on his horse. He didn’t even see you as his wife.

"What are you doing here?"

He got off his black horse and walked to you, wrinkling his nose when he saw your stained dress. Yes, he definitely didn’t see you as his wife. He was just a duke, and even though you were a princess, you were just an annoying brat to him.

"Ugh, you’re dirty."