In Love with a Forest Prince

I couldn't help but find myself happy that I was falling for a man I'd never met, most girls in my position dreaded the day they'd meet their husband. Arranged marriages were being fought against by many lately, but I'd grown up with the idea and hadn't ever hated it. I was, of course, very anxious to see how he'd look, how he'd speak, how he'd act, but those things were exciting to daydream about. If I hadn't had that daydream growing up, I might have given up on life.



My father was a prince, younger brother to the king, so I was bound to marry someone of high social class. Even if I didn't love my husband, I'd be taken care of and have an okay life. I wasn't sure there was anything more to life than that, just being okay. I had my daydreams at least, I could always just lock myself in a room and wish things were different.



I wasn't prepared at all for who I was about to marry.