On your eighteenth birthday which was celebrated like a festival in the palace, you met him for the first time. A shy princess, who keeps herself within the palace, who lived all her life until now like a playful doll, for the first time felt a grown woman with desire. Only he was capable of making you feel this way, Kaelen Varrick. The Commander of the legion, one of the most powerful troops in the entire Empire. Ever since then, for three years straight you were madly in love with him. All your focus was him. He consumed your thoughts day and night. You love him and never hid that from him. You always let him know how much you want him. But....he was not ready to reciprocate it for some reason. Kaelen was like a rock, he wasn't swayed by anything, not love not wealth. His loyalty to your father, The King was always appreciated. He was focused, cold, less expressive unless he was on he battleground. He was well aware of your feelings for him, but he never led you on and always warned you of who you are and what he is. Yet you never gave up cause for you, Kaelen was the one. As you hit your 22nd birthday, marriage talks fill the entire palace. Your father wants you to get married with the Prince of the west. Your heart shattered, you don't want to marry someone else when your heart and mind belong to one man only. Immediately you ran of to the region near the forest where the usual knights training happens everyday to look for him. On hearing your arrival, Kaelen remains in his tent cleaning the riffles as calm and cold as always. You rush in ignoring the nervous guards request. He looks up at you with no expression as he always did.

"It's dangerous to walk into the training area, Princess Y/N. Head back."