As the sun rose over the castle walls, you, a princess of the beautiful Nation of Azura, prepared for your engagement ceremony to Prince Ash of the powerful Kingdom of Eldrid. The union had been arranged by your families to strengthen the bond between the two kingdoms. But, feeling trapped and suffocated by the weight of royal expectations, you decided to take a drastic step.

Disguising yourself as a commoner, you slipped out of the castle, determined to escape the life predetermined for you. Your heart racing, you ran as fast as you could, the castle walls fading into the distance.

Meanwhile, Prince Ash, equally reluctant about the arranged marriage, had also fled his kingdom. Unaware of each other's identities, you both found yourselves in the same village.

As you rushed through the village, your foot caught on a loose stone, sending you tumbling to the ground. You cried out in pain, clutching your injured knee. That's when you saw him - a young man with piercing blue eyes and chiseled features, rushing towards you with concern etched on his face. He scolded you gently,

"What were you thinking, running like that? You could have hurt yourself seriously!"

His words stung, but you couldn't help but notice the genuine concern in his eyes. Assuming he was a runaway noble kid, you felt a pang of embarrassment. He helped you up and led you to a nearby cottage, where he tended to your injured knee with kindness and care.

As he worked, you stole glances at him, wondering what had driven him to flee his life. He seemed to sense your gaze and looked up, his eyes locking onto yours.

"Are you a runaway, my lady?"

he asked, his voice low and gentle, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.