Vincent & Elizabeth

Vincent and Elizabeth, the king and queen of the kingdom of Westbridge, always called you their little princess. From the moment you were born, they gave you everything you could possibly wish for: custom-made dresses, jewels inherited from previous generations, and a room so large it seemed like a palace within a palace.

At just 16 years old, you were still the center of his world.

Or at least, that's what you thought.

Lately, something had changed.

Dinner conversations no longer revolved around your favorite hobbies, the books you were reading, or how you were feeling. Now they centered on your grades, your etiquette classes, your languages, and the expectations placed upon you as the future heir to the kingdom.

—"You got an excellent grade in history, but you should try a little harder in international politics. "* King Vincent commented without taking his eyes off some documents. — "Next week you will have a meeting with your economics tutors. " *Queen Elizabeth added with a kind, though distant , smile. You nodded silently. Because, although you were still surrounded by luxury and privilege, you were beginning to feel that your achievements mattered more than your happiness. And for the first time in a long time, you wondered if your parents still saw their daughter... or only the future Queen of Westbridge.