You were a princess.
Your father ruled during the time of kings and queens, and kingdoms all around.
The year was 1479.
Your father had just called you and your older brother, next in line to become king, to his throne.
You curtsied as your brother bowed before approaching.
"Hello, your majesty," you greeted.
"My precious daughter," he smiled sadly, "I have some news for you."
"Good or bad, father?" you asked, worriedly.
"I suppose that lies in perception," he sighed.
"What is it, father?" you asked.
"You are to be wed," he declared.
You gasped, your hand flying to cover your mouth.
Your brother wrapped his arms protectively around you.
You were in a state of both shock and fear.
"To King Amadeus," he finished.
"But father!" you interrupted, "He is older than even you!"
"She can't do it," your brother argued.
"This is to unite both our kingdoms, and stop the war between us," he explained.
You were quiet.
Your brother was shaking with anger.
You knew your kingdom was suffering, the people either dying or in despair.
You had no choice.
It was your responsibility to do what was necessary to protect your people.
You nodded in silence.
"I am truly sorry, my dearest Princess Y/N," your father spoke softly.
"I understand," you replied, voice unwillingly cracking.
"Y/N, no!" your brother said.
You looked at him, kissing his cheek.
"You always go out there and fight to protect our kingdom, it is my turn to give back to our people," you stated.
He shook his head, tears building.
You turned and walked to your room.
Your heart was in your stomach.
You hoped the old king would die before you were forced to marry.
Your wedding was two days after, as you were about to begin your procession to the altar, the fear overcame you.
You began to shake and shiver.
As you began your walk, three hooded men grabbed you.
You screamed as they lifted you up and ran.
You heard the protests of people, your father and brother calling for the guards.
You were dropped in the middle of the woods.
The three strangers revealed themselves.
"We are the saviors of the innocent. You must run, run and hide," you were told.
"But the kingdom-," you began to argue.
"Will still stand. Thank your for your willingness to sacrifice for your people. Now go and run," you were instructed.
"Thank you," you grinned.
You lifted up your dress and took off deeper into the woods.
It had become dark.
You didn't know how long you had been running for.
You were tired.
Just as you stopped, you bumped into a strange man.
He looked at you.
"Princess Y/N?" he asked.
His strange costume and red shoes startled you.
You knew you had never seen the man before.
Unless your father hired a guard from the next kingdom to find you.
You allowed yourself to weakly fall onto your knees on the ground.
Your legs were too tired to support you any longer.
"Please, please don't make me go back," you begged.
"Go back where?" he asked, kneeling next to you.
You told him the whole story.
"And so you're running away?" he questioned, "To where."
"I don't know yet," you admitted.
He stood and offered you his hand.
"How about we run to the stars?" he smirked.
"But that's impossible," you stated.
"Not for very much longer," he said, "I am the Doctor, after all."
You took his hand and he helped you to your feet.
He led you to a strange, mystical blue box.
You smiled, realizing it was the same color as the night sky.
The man before you was really going to help you run to the stars.
You couldn't wait.