Kyvian's nightmare has always been the same, Dawson finding a princess that isn't as weird as her. She is aware that some of the townspeople don't like her because of her witchcraft but she knew, majority of them loved her because she cared for the country as much as Dawson does. She didn't expect this vision to come true, a blonde commoner coming into the palace, helping build stronger walls around the castle, and getting close to her future husband. That was the least of her worries.

Princess Dahyun, the one who was her downfall. In her vision, Dahyun and Dawson were kissing. A week later, Dahyun showed up on the castle porch. Of course, Kyvian, tried to keep Dawson close at all times but that couldn't happen. Dawson made ultimate decisions which meant, she couldn't be in the conference room with the other true heir's to the throne.

Then it hit her like a freight train. She couldn't help but stand in that hallway, the way Dahyun has grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him on the lips. The way she fit against him, had made her let out the loudest sob. Then she ran like hell. She ran to the forest, not turning around when she heard Dawson yelling her name.

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