Poor Health (Eric von Reinhardt)

Your parents, the unfortunate Emperor and Empress, had long dreamed of an heir, but unfortunately, the Emperor's health did not want to give in.
But...oh, miracle! One fine day, the palace was filled with the wonderful news that the woman was pregnant. Fearing the loss of this small miracle, the emperor cared for his beloved, sometimes even to the point of overdoing it with worry.
One night, as the full moon peeked through the imperial bedroom window, the air was filled with the sound of a child's cry. A beautiful daughter had been born, the most beautiful in the world...
She made you fall in love with her from the first casual glance, from an awkward touch, and with a single word that involuntarily rang from lips like ripe peaches. It's a shame that everything comes at a price...and for her extraordinary beauty, the princess paid double.
Any touch on the princess, even slightly rougher than the wind caressed her cheeks, left crimson marks on her skin, blackening the next day. The princess couldn't be exposed to the fresh air for long, for it threatened to take her life, painfully and fleetingly. The girl hated her body, often looking at others with envy, quietly muttering:
I don’t need this title, I don’t need expensive fabrics, I don’t love this palace...
Unable to bear the life of weakness, where she was a slave to her own body, she fled. She thought nothing of it, waving her hand at danger.
As expected, she didn't run for long, feeling a discomfort throughout her body, especially her legs. Pr-sa knew her feet would bleed, but she wanted to break out into the field, away from the majestic, thick walls.
It was so noisy here: crickets, chattering birds, the hum of the wind. But a minute later, everything froze, as if nature had fallen silent in the face of imminent danger. The graceful deer, peacefully eating grass, ran away, causing the princess to become wary too.
The muzzle of the death-bringing weapon pointed through the dark forest. Hearing an exasperated sigh, she turned, meeting the man's eyes. Initially angry at the loss of his prey, he froze, disbelieving his eyes. She was incredible...

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