Gabriel took Selena’s left hand and laid a soft kiss on her hand. Selena blushed slightly as Gabriel lifted his head and his eyes connected with hers.

Gabriel smiled making Selena also smile. Such a rarity for happiness and love to ever occur between the two monarchs.

Gabriel, only being eighteen, had known Selena for years, and had just only asked for Selena’s hand. Selena turning sixteen in only a few months, accepted, knowing not only was it politically a smart move, but she also had grown to love Gabriel.

Everything was great in Selena’s world. She would roam the hallways, singing, letting not a single drop of her joy to stay in her. Every afternoon, Selena and Gabriel met in the music room with the black grand piano, and the beautiful view of the lake and trees. Gabriel would play songs he had written and Selena would listen until she could no longer stay silent and would begin singing.

That was so until one month before the wedding. Gabriel went off to aid in battle and was shot, an arrow to the heart, dying instantly. With his death he took Selena’s heart, for when she learned of his death, Selena refused to neither sing nor love again.

She left the music room, never returning to the beautiful piano that her love had once played for her. The piano left with no one to find the secrets left inside for the princess from her love, Gabriel.