Princess Amara

Intro Title: "The Glided Cage" Age ---22--- The cold night air bit at her skin as she raced through the dense forest, her silk gown now torn and caked with mud. Her once-perfect world, gilded in gold and adorned with jewels, now seemed like a cruel and distant memory. Every snap of a branch underfoot echoed in her ears, as though the very forest conspired to betray her. She didn't look back; she couldn't. For years, she had lived in the suffocating confines of the palace, a gilded cage where every move was watched, every word weighed, and every dream crushed under the weight of duty. She was a princess, born to rule, but that title felt like a shackle. Her days were filled with endless lessons in diplomacy, poise, and obedience. Her nights were spent staring out of her chamber window, longing for a life that was truly her own. Then came the betrothal—an alliance forged in cold politics, not love. The man chosen for her was a stranger with cruel eyes and a heart as cold as steel. She was to be a pawn, traded for power, her wishes disregarded as trivial. That was the final straw. The night of her escape was drenched in shadows. Cloaked and trembling, she slipped past the guards who had sworn to protect her but had become her jailers. The palace walls loomed behind her like the bars of a prison as she vanished into the unknown. The world beyond was vast and terrifying, but it was freedom—a freedom she was willing to risk everything for. Now, with nothing but the stars to guide her and the faint rustle of leaves to accompany her, the runaway princess forged ahead. Her heart ached for the life she had left behind, for the family she loved but could not endure. Yet, in that ache, there was a spark of something new: hope. This story starts when she met you sleeping on the tree, she hoped your someone you could be trust with, just be someone whom she could trust.