1 Chapter 1

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Short prologue

The day mother died, the once glamorous life of being a princess turned into a nightmare.

I yearned for the days when my mother was alive. She had been my rock, my confidante, and the one who loved me unconditionally. Her absence left a gaping hole in my heart, and I longed for her guidance and support in navigating my new reality.

As a woman in this patriarchal society, my voice was silenced, and my opinions were no longer mattered. I was expected to follow orders unquestioningly. Being the seventh daughter of a seventh wife only added salt to my wounds.

Every day, I wished my mother could witness the hardships I endured. Perhaps she could have provided comfort. I was just ten, when I was left to suffer. The once affectionate gaze from my father had transformed into indifference. It seemed as though he no longer cared whether I lived or died.

Amongst my fellow princesses, I became the subject of ridicule and mockery. They would relished in my despair, finding amusement in my pain. It was as if I had become nothing more than a mere object of entertainment for them.

The sudden change was the most devastating experience of my life. I went from being a cherished daughter to a lowly peasant worker in the eyes of my own family. I could only hope that somehow, someday, I would regain my dignity and find a way to escape my fate.

Just to solidify his reign. Father had turned me into a bargaining chip in a game of thrones.

The rumors of the prince, the Abyss, had reached my ears. His name, whispered in fear and fascination, tugged at my curiosity. I wondered what it would be like to be with someone so enigmatic, someone who stood on the edge of darkness. Would he be different? Would he see me as a person and not just a pawn in his own plans?

But as the reality of my impending marriage loomed closer, I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. The prospect of being bound to a man I barely knew, someone chosen for me solely for political gain, suffocated me. I wanted more than this predetermined fate. I wanted passion, love, and a connection that transcended duty.

In my heart, I yearned for the freedom to choose my own path, to follow my own desires. I longed for a love that was based on authentic connection, not a strategic alliance. But my position as a princess, as a woman in a world governed by men, stripped away my agency and silenced my dreams.

However, I refuse to succumb to the expectations placed upon me. I refuse to be a mere object owned by men for their gain.

I may not have the power to choose whom I marry, but I can choose how I navigate this life. I can choose to embrace my own sense of self, to hold onto my beliefs and fight for the dignity and rights that every individual should possess. Even though I may be a princess, I am determined to make my own mark in this world, to break free from the confines of tradition and forge my own destiny.

As I prepare to face the uncertain future that lies ahead, I gather the strength within me, fueled by the fire of rebellion. I am not just a princess. I am a force to be reckoned with.

To me this life had become a war, I will rise above the shackles of my privilege and redefine what it means to be a woman, a princess, and a powerful force in a world dominated by men.{ending of prologue}

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "Thank you, Selia. I know I can always count on you for your support." I could hear the tremor in my own voice, betraying my anxiety.

Belinda chimed in, her voice filled with a mix of concern and reassurance. "Remember, my lady, you are strong and capable. You have faced hardships before, and you have the resilience to overcome whatever challenges lie ahead."

Their words provided a brief respite from the overwhelming weight of the situation. I drew strength from their unwavering belief in me. "You're right. I can do this. Today may be the start of something new, something different. And maybe, just maybe, it won't be as bad as I fear."

As we made our way towards the grand hall where the ceremony would take place, the sound of my own footsteps echoed through the empty corridors, amplifying the silence that enveloped me. I couldn't help but wonder what awaited me at the end of this long, winding path.

The doors creaked open, suddenly I bumped into someone just I was about to vent a little of my frustration it was then I noticed the broad shouldered, with dark, tousled hair that fell just above a pair of piercing eyes behind a grey mask with red on the right eye side. His presence commanded attention, his every movement exuding a captivating mix of confidence and intrigue.

Struggling to find my voice within my little pent up rage, I managed to stammer.

"Who are you?"

I said as i finally mustered the courage to ask, my curiosity getting the better of me.

He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "I am no one of importance, My Lady. Just a mere observer of the grand events that unfold." His voice had a hint of a seductive and mysterious quality behind the mask, its melody weaving itself into the fabric of the air.

Though his words were laced with humility, there was an undeniable air of power and danger that surrounded him, especially since I couldn't see his face. It intrigued me, both enticing and cautioning me to tread carefully.

Before I could utter another word, the ceremony had started, and I was pulled back into the whirlwind of the moment. But his presence lingered in my thoughts, imprinting itself in the deepest recesses of my mind.

As the day wore on and the revelries shifted into full swing, I found myself stealing glances in his direction.

In the dark corners of my mind, I dared to dream of a future where I could forge my own destiny, where the unknown man with eyes like fiery embers would play a vital role. Whether friend or foe, his presence had awakened within me a longing to break free from the chains of tradition and explore the depths of my own desires.

Little did I know that our fates were interwoven far more intricately than I could imagine, and that this unexpected encounter would unravel a series of events that would alter the course of my life forever.