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I had been looking forward to visiting The Great Hall since childhood. However, after leaving the Hall in a state of disappointment, I wish I had never entered it. I was so dejected that I could not contain my tears. Weeping uncontrollably, I ran toward my chambers in the hope of finding Mira on my way there. I finally reached my chambers and, once inside, I threw myself on the floor and cried, thinking of what would become of my life.
I was sitting on the floor of my bedchamber, sobbing and whimpering, when I heard Mira's voice. "Princess, may I enter?" she asked. At that moment, it was the only voice I needed to hear. Mira was the only person who could understand my pain and anguish, the only person who had ever understood me. I was a crying mess, but I let her in. Immediately she was in, I stood up hugging her tightly ,''Mira i'm not r...ready for marriage, i can't g..get married to that asshole of a Prince, i can'ttt I...i won't".
"Compose yourself, Princess," she said. "Who told you that you are to be married, and to whom?" She led me to my bed and sat me down. "Cease crying and tell me what transpired in the hall," she said, wiping my tears and holding my head to her bosom. I explained everything that happened in the Great Hall, my nose running and my face flushed. "I am sure the King has a reason for this," she said. "He would not do something like that to you without a good reason. Perhaps he is being blackmailed or threatened. He is not that unreasonable, you know what let us go for a horseback ride. That will surely clear your mind." Horseback riding have always been my favorite thing to do. Riding the horses in the wind sends thrilling and electrifying sparks to my brain, making me forget whatever turmoil is occurring in my life.
"Let me ask the guards to get the horses ready while i get you some commoners cloth, I'll be right back", Mira said leaving me alone to my thoughts
She was right, Father wouldn't do something unreasonable, but was there a possibility of Father being blackmailed?, i doubt that but whatever it was I promise to get to the root of it no matter the cost.
In less than 20 minutes, Mira returned with a simpler outfit for me that would allow me to move more easily. We made our way to the castle stables, where I chose my favorite horse, Silver. He was actually brown in color, but I named him Silver because his silver-colored heel was extra shiny and glittered in the sun. Mira chose one of the other horses, and we mounted. The guards were already waiting outside with their horses. I wished that I could go somewhere without being followed by a trail of guards, but that's the life of a princess, I guess. Mira must have read my mind, because she assured me that they had agreed to stop halfway and wait for us.
We arrived at a particular field far from the castles, when the guards stopped following,I planned to ride deep into the woods today, so exciting!!!!, i was already slowly forgetting about the whole marriage plans.
"Mira, why don't we see who is faster and better in riding, let's raceee",I said raising my voice a little higher because of the wind.
"we both know I'm faster but let's goooo", she said already applying pressure on the horse with her foot making him gallop very fast.
I did same and GOD'S GRACIOUS!! Silver sped up so fastttt, it was exciting at first but Silver kept increasing his speed, Mira was wayyy behind me, I was meant to be excited but the speed was getting wild.
As I began to slip from the saddle, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. The horse was running wild, and my attempts to stop it by pulling on the reins and screaming at it were useless. I knew I was going to fall and the thought of the pain that was about to come was excruciating. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. But instead of hitting the ground, I was caught in strong arms. I opened my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. A pair of dark blue eyes, so familiar yet so distant, stared back at me. And that earthy scent. . . Widening my eyes in realization, a torrent of emotions swept through me: speechless, confused, curious, and stunned. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally managed to utter, "Who are you?"