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"I won't do it." The princess told her advisers in a strict manner. How could they ever believe that she would marry a man whom she had never met? Not to speak of all the things she had heard of him. Of course it could just have been rumors, her father was a king and had horrible rumors of being unforgiving and murdering anyone that came in his way. Sure he was strict, and there had been times when he didn't have a choice, but he also did good. There would always be rumors about people in power, but even if what had been said about the man they wanted her to marry wasn't true, she still couldn't make herself go through with such insane arrangements.
"Please princess, think about your people. They need you." Akhile told her.
"What nonsense are you speaking of? This has nothing to do with them." She told him, a bit perplexed by his comment.
"This union could help the kingdom, help the people. We are already in danger of war, and if it were to actually break out we might not have the ability to protect them. This marriage will give us a strong ally." He explained to her.
It took her many days of thinking before she decided what should be done. She surrendered to her fathers, her advisers, and her kingdoms will. It was for the best. A couple of month's later she prepared herself to travel to the neighboring kingdom to persuade the king of the other country.
"Farewell my lady" Akhile bowed to her as he said goodbye. She only gave him a nod before entering the carriage that would take her to her new home, if the king accepted the arrangements. But why wouldn't he? There were benefits for his kingdom too, and his advisers had probably been bombing him with all the reasons he should accept the marriage, if he hadn't already.
It was a long journey, and most of it she spent being told how to act and what to do when arriving. Two weeks after the journey began, it finally ended. Now she would finally see what kind of man they wanted to force her together with. She threw away everything she expected him to be, and went to meet him with a blank slate in her mind.
"Moira Cerencia, the princess of Aldonia has arrived my king." A messenger humbly bowed as he came with the news to the king.