Chapter 1

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Evalynn's (Eva) PoV

6 years old

"...and then they all live happily ever after, the end" my mother finished off the story

"I especially loved the part where he battled a dragon for her" I said eagerly as she began to tuck me in

"I know" she chuckled

"One day, will a prince fight off a dragon for me?" I asked as she kissed my forehead

"Of course darling, your prince will come, he will battle through storms, ride a Nobel steed, fight off all dragons and monsters that threaten you, and he will lead you both to your happily ever after" she smiled as she began to walk to the book shelf to put the book away

"Oh wow, when will He come for me, and who will it be" I asked as she wondered back over

"Tomorrow my sweet, the King is bringing his son to our town, to meet with us and to discuss marriage plans for when your much older, that my sweet will be your prince" she smiled and tucked some hair in behind my ear

"So how will be battle through storms for me, if the King is just brining him" I asked, I thought he was meant to come and rescue me

"It's a metaphor, he won't go thought an actual storm, i mean he will go though anything, no matter how challenging, just for you, he will be your knight in shining armour and your true love" she pinched my nose slightly with a smile

"My one true love" I said dreamily

"Your one true love, like in the story's, now go to sleep" she said in her hushed sweet voice as she began to leave the room.

I turned my head to face my window and looked out

"I can't wait for the day where I get to marry him, and we get to live happily ever after" I whispered to my self as I stared off into the night sky

Kings PoV

"Your highness, I found him in the woods again, he was using your sword to slaughtered wild boar" one of the guards said as he let go of my son

"Thank you" I said to him, he nodded then started to walk off. I looked down towards my muddy and bloody son

"Harry, we have big arrangements tomorrow, I can't have you messing around, now you and get your self to be cleaned up"

"What big arrangements" he asked

"Your marriage arrangements, now chop chop"

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