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"Guys, come on! Go, Go, Go!"

Eliza called out to the two boys. Eliza Zambi is a very, very well-known criminal. Shes known for being a crook, and even a murderer. Eliza's friends, Bonzo and Zed aren't as known as her, they're mostly known as "Her Wingmen." Eliza and Her Wingmen were running away from guards for stealing a few fruits on a sell-stand, this was routine for them each morning. the three got to a safe hiding spot behind an abandoned Church in their town.

"Eliza why do you always have to drag us in situations like this? We don't want to get a criminal record for your stupid actions, you know." Zed complained between pants, taking a bite of a mango he helped steal. Eliza quickly grabbed the fruit from him and stuffed it in her bag with the other shit she stole. "Ah- Hey!"

"God, control yourself, will 'ya? We don't have much. Wait 'till we get home." Eliza stated, zipping up her backpack. Zed rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in annoyance, Eliza giggling at his response. "'Cmon, Z. Don't give me that." The girl swung the backpack over their shoulders. "Alright boys, let's head home."

Zed and Bonzo nodded in response before taking their usual shortcut home. Meanwhile, Addison Rosalind Wells was crying on her bedroom floor. Addison is the princess of Seabrooks Kingdom, and her parents are arranging her to marry a man she doesn't love. Her parents had a very strange set of morals, they believed that once their daughter was seventeen, she must get married to a man in the village. They have tried for months but Addison has no interest in many of the men in the town, so they took matters into their own hands a picked someone for her; but the man they picked had to be the worst man imaginable for Addison.

So, there the gorgeous princess was crying her eyes out on the floor of her bedroom, she never even got time to get to know this man. All she knew was that he wanted her for kids and money; what's worse is that her wedding is in five weeks, The poor girl didn't know what to do. She couldn't leave, she couldn't say no, her parents strictness and controlling attitude were keeping her from saying anything. Addison forced her tears to stop flowing down her cheeks when she heard a knock on her bedroom door.

"Your highness, the queen requests to see you." It was one of the guards, Addison got up from her floor and sat up on her bed. "Are you alright, Princess?"

"T-Tell her I'll be there as soon as possible." Addison croaked out, trying to wipe her running mascara with her hands. The young girl went to her bathroom and got a look at herself in the mirror.

"This isn't who I want to be." Addison thought to herself before splashing water on her face from her sink. She tried to put on her best happy face before walking out of her room, exhausted and annoyed to see what her mother wants. Once Addison got to Missy and Dales room, she knew nothing good would come just from the look on her mother's face.

"Mother, you wanted me?" Addison asked, Missy let out a fake giggle.

"Dante talked to me this morning, he told me he wanted to have kids with you before marriage. we bumped the wedding date to ten months." Missy smiled; Addison felt like puking.

"Mother, I-I'm only seventeen. I'm not even ready for marriage, I don't want to have kids yet; Especially not with a man I barley know." Addison tried justifying, but she knew her mother wouldn't listen. Missy's expression grew annoyed.

"Darling, the family name needs this. Most of our family had kids at Fifteen, be lucky I'm assigning you to have kids at seventeen. Think of the family's needs, Addison-" Missy was cut of halfway.

"What about my needs, mother?! What about me, what if I don't want to carry the family legacy?!" Addison choked out; she tried justifying her wants but Missy wasn't having any of it. Once the room grew quiet, Missy walked up to her young daughter.

smack!!

Addison stepped back in pure shock, holding her cheek with her hands. "M-Mother I'm-"

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, Rosalind! You are going to carry the family legacy with this man, whether you like it or not. Do I make myself clear?!" Missy yelled; Addison slowly inched back against her mother's door. "Answer me, Addison."

"Y-Yes ma'am, I fully understand." Addison croaked out, grabbing onto the doorknob and booking it back to her room.

Addison fell to the floor, her upper half hunched on her bed and her legs on the floor. Her tears soaked her bedsheets, and her shaking could make her bed rattle. Great, she's going to be forced to have a kid with a man she barley even knows. She's stuck in a situation where she can't get away from.

Or...Can she?

Taking a glance at her old suitcase in her closet gave her a risky, but brilliant idea. She was going to run away from this piece of shit kingdom that night. The girl felt relief, she was finally going to get away from a life she has despised for so long. She knew that a bathroom from across the hallway has a window, she could quickly get to that window before a guard catches her and make a run for it.

Yeah...Yeah she has a plan in place. All she had to do was wait.

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Night flew around, it's time to put the plan into play.

Addison creaked her door open before looking down both ends of the hallway, once she thought the coast was clear, she made a run for it to the bathroom across the hall, closing the door behind her and locking it. Addison had to go quick. as fast and as quiet as she could, she opened the window and looked down.

long way down.

Addison had no way of getting down, but she couldn't use the front door, so she did the only thing she could do. Jump.

She stayed close to the wall and aimed for the grass before letting herself fall, once her back hit the ground, intense pain flooded her veins.

pop!!

Addison felt heavy pain and pressure into her arm, but she tried to make as little sound as possible. Despite the pain, she forced herself off the ground before walking to God knows where, just somewhere away from this castle.

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