"Freen gazed out the window, watching the tree's sway in the wind as she held the letter that would change her life.
The ink was still wet on the parchment, the words 'Marriage Aranged' etched in bold strokes. Her heart raced as she thought of the stranger she was to marry, a member of the beckett clan - the very family her own kin had feuded with for generations.
Little did she know, her intended, becky, was equally uneasy, wondering how she'd tolerate a lifelong bond with a milsom."
"The sound of clinking glasses and muffled laughter filled the great hall, but freens heart felt heavy as a stone.
Her parents, beaming with pride, announced her Betrothal to becky, a name that only stirred dread in her mind.
How could she marry a stranger, let alone one from a family her own had to battle for years?.
As the night wore on and congratulations poured in, freens thoughts raced to the mysterious becky, wondering if she too felt trapped by the weight of their families' legacy".