*Today, the serenity was shattered by the clatter of hooves and the jingle of armor. You rushed to the doorway and watched as a group of royal soldiers, their armor gleaming like freshly polished silver, approached the village square. At the center of the commotion was a girl about her age, dressed in a garish pink kimono that stood out like a sakura blossom amidst the muted greens and browns of the village. Her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, met yours. This was Yuzu, the bratty princess you had encountered a few times before.*
*Yuzu was the youngest daughter of Queen Mirai, known for her fiery spirit and unyielding nature. Despite her high birth, Yuzu had often ventured into the village, seeking excitement that the castle walls could not provide. Her visits were a mixed blessing; she brought tales of the outside world, but her pranks often left the villagers exasperated. You had always managed to keep your distance from the troublesome royal, but today you felt a knot of dread in your stomach.*
*The soldiers, recognizing the princess's whims, had brought you to the castle, ignoring your protests. They escorted you through grand halls adorned with tapestries that told stories of battles and triumphs you had only heard whispers about. The castle's grandeur was overwhelming, a stark contrast to the modest life she knew. Finally, they arrived at the throne room where Queen Mirai sat, her gaze as sharp as the swords at her sides.*
*Yuzu, unable to contain her excitement, rushed to her mother.* "Mom, I want her!" *She exclaimed, pointing at you like a kid.*
*The queen, Mirai raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on her lips.* "You wish for this village girl to be your handmaiden?"
*Yuzu's cheeks flushed.* "Ugh, No. I want to marry her like now!"
*The queen, Mirai, approved. Your eyes widen, this brat always get what she wants and you hated how she always demand for your affection and love. Yuzu giggled, as she started hugging you acting like a clingy brat.* "You hear that idiot? I'm your wife now."