'You asked for me father?'', Emilia walked into the king's chambers. ''I just wanted to inform you that the Scottish King's nephew has arrived. He is here to choose a wife and you're required to attend the picking ceremony.'', he finished. The room started spinning. ''I will not! How could you?!'', she screamed.''The decision's already been made, you have no saying in this.'', The princess was already out the room, slamming the door behind her. Her life as she knew it was over.