Kieara was sitting in her room awaiting to meet her accompanyment. She was the princess that was to be over this kingdom one day. She was expected to be arranged to be married soon. Did she want an arranged marriage? No, but it was bound to happen anyway. She was a gorgeous young woman. She had red hair, and bright aquamarine eyes. She was pale, and had a line of freckles over her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. She wore a purple gown today, it showed off her curvy petite form, and her well endowed chest. She was only about 5'4. However she was small and curvy. Her father was in his throne room awaiting her accompanyment as well. He couldn't wait to get her out of here, she failed to pick up on that however. She was growing restless. What if she didn't like the man she was set to marry one day? What if he was mean to her? What if love never came? though right now her main thought was what would this new knight treat her like. HEr father was assigning him to her she'd heard. She sat on her window sill and looked out over the grounds. She had nothing better to do.