
1657 .A young Celia sat on a horse lightly daydreaming as she rode closely behind her princess. Her maids uniform hugged her a bit too tight lately and the discomfort of horse riding had her shifting . After all not many girls of her status ever rode a horse .
Being a maid to the heir of Erador had its perks.
Essa the princess does not like ugly faces ,thus the pretty but mildly incompetent Celia got the position .The princess could stand a few errors here and there than have to look at an ugly face all day.
What happens when the odd pair get captured by a group of roughly handsome bandits. Love blooms amidst fear ,hurt and pain .
Betrayal solidifies friendships and twists separate love ,honour and ectasy.
