She stepped into the grand castle, its doors opening wide like a new chapter of her life. Dressed in a soft white gown, eyes filled with tears, she held tightly onto the hand of the man beside her — the king. His grip was warm and steady, silently promising that he was with her, that she wasn't alone in this.

The crowd around them was loud, music playing, petals being thrown from every side. Still, she kept her head low. She didn't feel like she belonged. How could she? She was just a servant's daughter... and today, she was marrying a king.