I got off my horse. It was as if I was drowning in the long white dress I was wearing. I never imagined a day like this. I was not going to get married, at least I wanted a true love. My parents forced me to marry the enemy prince as a princess of the Altepetl Empire for peace. To prevent any possible war. Of course, I was willing to do anything for my country. My country is very dear to me, but this? No. I would rather fight for my country and just to be killed for it. I did not want this fate. As my brother had taught me...to be a warrior, not even a princess. But what now? Just a few moments ago, my wedding ceremony and the coronation of the king took place, and I have officially lost all my freedom and now I must play the role of a queen whose only concern is to give birth to an heir. "This way, Her Majesty" The servants escorted me to my residence. Well, our residence actually. a large and beautiful room. But still, it didn't seem comfortable enough. I missed all the good times I had in my own land. Sneaking out of the palace, spending time in the palace library, All the times I got others into trouble, and of course, doing swordsmanship with my brother, Henry. I dismissed the servants and sat on the large bed that was there. I folded myself up into a small space in the corner of the bed, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees. The heavy silk of my wedding gown crumpled around me like spilled milk under moonlight. I've already missed my brother. "The sovereign is here, Her Majesty" The sound of the residence door opening and the servant's voice at the same time brought me out of my thoughts but I didn't even bother to look at him, King Guest Wellesley, The Lionheart. Guest came closer and silently sat on the bed next to me. He reached out to take my hand but I immediately shuddered and moved my hand. His hand hovered in the air before he retracted it. Damn me. If Henry were here, he would definitely be making fun of me.