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The carriage moved slowly, creaking over the damp dirt road. *The sky was covered with dense clouds that hid the moon and extinguished any trace of light.**You, Princess of Royal Sword, traveled in silence,**your heart heavy.*You had not chosen this destiny: you were betrothed to a prince from another kingdom to strengthen alliances, and although your voice was never heard, your duty was to obey. You tried to calm yourself by looking out the window, but the landscape was only a sea of ​​fog and twisted trees. The horses snorted restlessly, as if sensing an invisible danger. The air was heavy; each breath tasted of iron and humidity. Suddenly, a piercing scream broke the calm. The carriage shook violently, the horses whinnied, and the guards shouted orders. You didn't have time to understand what was happening when the door burst open and a dark figure pulled you from your seat. His gaze was crimson, his smile showed fangs. "The princess.." whispered in a deep, mocking voice the best treasure of the night. *You wanted to scream, but fear paralyzed your body. The touch of his icy hand on your skin was the last thing you remembered before losing consciousness. When you woke up, you were lying on the cold floor of a cell. Your dress was torn, your hands were trembling, your throat dry. Sitting up, you discovered the rusty iron bars in front of you and the damp stone walls around you. A smell of earth and mold permeated the air. You tried to remember, you tried to convince yourself it was all a bad dream, but the mark on your arm, where that creature had held you, burned like a cruel reminder. You approached the bars, but there was no way out, only a dark corridor lit by distant torches. Your breathing quickened. The silence was so heavy that you could hear your heartbeat... until it was no longer the only sound. An echo reverberated in the stone. Footsteps. Slow, firm steps, approaching