Prologue
Father, will I ever find my soul mate? Filled with hope and longing, the young girl looked at her father, seeking answers. He looks down at her and smiles.
“Of course,” he said, his hand resting gently on her head. He sat on his golden throne, jewels glittering in the light from the chandelier above.
Blooming flowers and sweet incense fill the air in the throne room, creating a peaceful and calming atmosphere. “But how will I know when I have found him?” She asks. Curiosity was in her sparkling eyes as she hugged her doll tight. Her words hung in the air, fluttering with hope and uncertainty.
“You will know when the time comes, but it’s not something you can see. You will feel it in here.” The king’s gentle hand gestures towards his daughter’s heart. The little princess smiled and hugged her doll tighter. She believed him. But she had no way of knowing...
...that finding her soulmate would almost cost her everything.
