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Just as you're about to turn the bend, Sir Yamada pulls you into the shrubs. He clamps his hand on your mouth to keep you quiet. You rest easy against him, having known him your entire life. He’s been your knight forever. He would never hurt you.

“Listen to me, princess.” He whispers in your ear. It’s a stark contrast to his usually loud and boisterous self. “Run away. I will give you my dagger. Please, run away.”

You nod, tears filling your eyes. He was saving you from a nasty future. A future where you’d be kept locked up in the palace and used as a breeding cow. The kind of future where you’d never know happiness.

Sir Yamada hands you a sack of coins and his dagger. Then he hugs you tightly, placing a kiss on your cheek.

“Be brave for me, princess. I know you can.”

He watches as you run off into the forest, and he knows that he has to make up some excuse for you. Even if it costs him his life, Sir Yamada will make sure you do not end up married to that damn prince. 

You run and run until you collapse on a pile of leaves. The forest floor smells of pine and dead leaves and moss. Somehow, it comforts you. Within realizing it, you just close your eyes and you let the sounds of the birds in the trees lull you to sleep.

You dream of wolves. Wolves racing to get to you. But the wolves, they do not hurt you. They pile on top of you, kissing you and licking your cheeks. They whine and howl for your attention.

When you wake up, you feel your cheeks a little wet. You touch them, wondering if maybe you cried in your sleep. But there’s a little voice inside you that says maybe those dreams were real.

With renewed courage, you continue running. You aren’t really sure where you’ll go, but you know you’ll be better off just being on the run. The sun shines so brightly and it feels so freeing to be out here for the first time.

You happen upon a den of wolves and you watch them carefully. They are all so beautiful. They play with one another. There’s a clear leader here, and you admire him.

His fur is golden and his eyes are so blue. You are thankful for your vantage point right now. They cannot see you, but you are able to observe them.

So you do this for a few days. You follow them on their hunt, thankful that you’re able to snag a few rabbits for yourself. Without any prior training, you think to yourself that you’re doing well to keep yourself safe and alive.

One night, you feel warmth next to you. You roll over to find the leader of the wolf pack nestled next to you. You reach out to pet his fur, loving the way he smells of flowers. He keeps you warm.

The following morning, you wake up to find the pack of wolves has gone. You do your best to try and track them down, but it’s almost to no use. They’ve left you.

You walk tirelessly through the forest. Eventually, you do collapse in exhaustion. You pray that someone will find you and take pity on you.

The moment you wake up, you regret that you prayed for someone to find you. You’re locked away in a room, and you recognize the insignia on the wall. You’re in the Starquake palace. The one place you didn’t want to find yourself in again.

The doors are pushed open and you see the prince. He looks furious. He berates you for going back on your word and abandoning him. You desperately beg for forgiveness, which he begrudgingly gives. But it’s not without consequence. 

From your room in the palace, you look out the window. You begin to imagine the wolves running around. How desperately you wish to see them again. Especially the leader. You felt such a deep connection to him.

The days and nights go by and you find yourself falling into a deep depression. You should have been smarter. Maybe if you had just gone to this palace in the first place, you’d have more freedom. And now without anyone you know or trust by your side, you’re even more isolated.

A big storm covers the kingdom with rain and wind. You look out your window, hoping for someone or something to save you. The prince grows even more weary and impatient, finding himself wanting to produce an heir even more despite you wanting to wait longer.

The windows are broken as a giant golden wing pushes through it. Then you see the snout of a golden dragon. It roars loudly at the prince, then picks him up by the scruff of his shirt. You should be horrified but this is what you wanted. You desperately needed to be saved from the abuse and the torture he put you through.

And like something calling you forth, you climb onto the dragon’s back. It flies off with you, and you can smell that flowery smell once more. It lands in an open field and you gasp when there’s a bright light.

There’s a hand reaching out to you from above. It’s connected to a muscular arm. The man has beautiful blue eyes, like the wolf. He smiles charmingly.

“There you are, my princess. I’ve been waiting.”

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