Today was the day. The day when I would find out which prince was being forced upon me. I never asked to be the most powerful girl in the kingdom, but now I am I can't change it. I wandered downstairs, hoping I wouldn't see what I saw there. The picker. It was an ancient artifact used to pick who people like me, powerful people, married. I stepped up to the machine, hoping beyond hopes it would be someone good. I closed my eyes and mere seconds later I heard gasps. Slowly, I stepped out of the machine, wanting to see what was so shocking. My match was prince Archer, heir to the thrown of Artielien, my country's sworn enemy. The next day, I found myself in a carriage, a sworn enemy to the place I used to call home, and off to marry a prince I'd never met. My eyes burned and tears ran down my face as I arrived at the place I was supposed to call home. Within minutes of my arrival I was fitted in a long white wedding dress and forced down the aisle to a prince I'd never met. "Prince Archer Pendragon Florian do you take Liana Lumiel Rienzi to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the efficient asked the prince I refused to look at. "Yes," her replied happily, gazing at my long silver hair as he said it, no doubt waiting for me to life my head. I barely listened to th efficient as he asked me the same and pronounced us husband and wife, but there was a catch. To complete the ritual from prehistoric times we must have an heir within a year, or die. I looked up at this revolting prince and saw, the most handsome boy I'd ever seen, he was tall, blond and ruffly my age. The second the ceremony was over I ran, but he chased. We talked for hours and hours, he agreed to leave me in peace for one week, but then the torture began. The week passed slowly and soon I was carrying an heir for a man I'd come to hate with a passion, but soon I'd fallen for his brother. I was soon forced to become queen of this vile place though. The people hated me and I hate them back, but there was nothing I could do. I was completely powerless, until one day, a month after my daughter had been born, Caleb, Arther's brother came to me and asked if we could escape, right then and there. I agreed and within a month we were living in the forest near my hometown. Everyone was looking for me, but I didn't care. I was with the man I loved and carrying his child, and for the first time since that fateful day, I was happy, I was free.