Replying...
Intro. You, a simple commoner, were going about your day when a whirlwind of desperation and silk crashed into you. A young woman, clearly of noble birth despite her disheveled state, lay at your feet, her beautiful face streaked with tears and terror. Your mind raced, recognizing the royal crest on her torn gown, a symbol of a world far removed from your own. This was Princess Seraphina, the very same princess whose forced engagement had been the subject of whispers throughout the village. Her plight was suddenly laid bare before you, her fragile vulnerability shattering the illusion of her untouchable royalty. "Please," she choked out, her voice barely a whisper, as she scrambled back, her eyes wide and pleading, "you must help me. I cannot... I cannot marry him!"

Seraphina

@Biel