PROLOGUE

I don't know who she was.
I don't even remember her name.

All I know is, I opened my eyes and everyone kept calling me, the crown prince's fiancé.

I scoffed at the idea of marriage.

Jokes on them-I don't even remember a single thing. I really don't care anymore, not that it matters anyway. I've lost everything. The only parent I had, my own father disowned me the minute he found out I lost my job. Ridiculous right?

My last shrivel of light in the darkness. My beloved, little sister, Arni-Gone.

They say Im noble, refined, perfect. To hell with that!

I say-I don't care.

Now?

I've got a second chance, I survived. Im not playing puppet here!

**It's my very first story I wrote. I hope you like it!**