Book 1: Arc of Destruction

Prologue
"NO FATHER I WILL NOT MARRY HIM!" Kero yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Kero, my beloved daughter," King Hieremias began softly, "you know it's for the good of our kingdom. Mepan and Quodel Dynasty can finally be at peace. Besides, he's a good man. He's strong, he's kind.. he's..."

"You don't know what he's like, and I don't either!" Kero shouted, "I will not marry a stranger! Prince or not, I'm not marrying him."

"Kero, please, listen to reason," King Hieremias insisted.

"NO! You listen to reason! You are practically selling your one and only daughter to a man you don't know. How reasonable is that?" Kero screeched.

"I know it sounds bad, but daughter, it will be good for us all," Hieremias convinced, "I know you don't like the sound of it, but in time, it will turn out."

"No, no it won't. You can never understand, if I am going to get married, I must marry someone I love. You will never understand. You allowed your father to force you into an arranged marriage, so you'll never know what true love feels like," Kero snapped.

Hieremias looked hurt when he heard this. "I do love your mother, I-I.."

"See? You don't know what true love is like," Kero said. Though truthfully, she didn't either.

"Just get out of my throne room, Kero," Hieremias sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"Gladly," Kero said as she turned on her heels, trotting down the long corridor.

The palace halls were glistening and beautiful.