There was once a kingdom with a princess so beautiful, she had suitors at every hour, and even more men who never even dared approach her, either due to their standing in the kingdom or their profession. Yet the princess rejected them all, as she knew she was not for the world for long. When she was very young she had gotten sick. The king's healers had tried their best, yet they knew she would die in her twenties. And they were right. One morning, she never woke up. The whole kingdom was mourning her passing, but one. One man who knew how to use it to finally get what he had wanted for years. An elaborate plan was quickly hatched, and as the princess had been put in her coffin to be buried, the corpse was replaced with the body of someone else. The princess was brought to a castle, away from her kingdom, where few ever traveled. An powerful ritual had been prepared for her arrival, and it was started as soon as the body got there. As the woman in the bed started twitching to life, the man sitting in the chair next to the bed leaned towards her. He quickly stroked his short black hair, to make sure it was looking it's best. "Good morning, my love."