Prologue:

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It was a time of war for our kingdom, for we were under siege in our own courtyard. And with nowhere to turn and nobody to ask for assistance.

But now, I alone am left to fight them with nothing more than the crown on my head. 

We were a prosperous nation... Before they came. No one knew that they were going to attack, nor did anyone even know they existed.

But they do. Whatever they had against us, we can only imagine. Or rather I can only imagine, seeing as I am the only one left alive in my kingdom.

Hiding in the large cedar chest in the closet of my tower chamber, I can hear the enemy soldiers searching for me; violently knocking over suits of armour and other objects in their pursuit.

I start breathing like a frightened rabbit as a door creaks open. My life flashes before my very eyes as the sound of violent, bloodthirsty warriors reverberates into my room.

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