Prosperina was, in all technical terms, a princess. However, the title seemed to sweet and bubbly for the position she was holding.

She felt more like a hopeless mother, watching over her own dying children with nothing but her tears to keep her company.

And yet the title was still pressed upon her. Princess Properina would forever be branded upon her forehead, a burden of a life not yet lived to its fullest.

Seeing as she had no brothers, she was the right and proper heir to the crown of Seren. But she seriously doubted she would ever become queen. Her kingdom was crumbling before her eyes, and her father's ruthless regime struggled to keep citizens in check.

That's when the executions came in.

All crimes were now punishable by death. This was her father's way of minimizing crime, no matter how barbaric or unfair it was.

Everyday a poor beggar was sent to the guillotine. A robber. A cheater. A sinner. A deserter.

All of them crushed under the iron fist of King Arone of Seren.

Unbeknownst to Prosperina, her father was not fond of suitors much either.

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