Prologue
Once upon a time there was a princess. OK! She wasn't really a princess but she was in love with a prince. And the prince was just as in love with her. Every Saturday her father would go out to the bar. And every Saturday he would come drunk and beat on her. Eventually she would push him off of her or he would pass out then she would run. She would run all way to the castle, sneak in through the back and run to the prince's room. The prince knew what was happening but said nothing. He would treat her wounds. Afterwards they would lie down and she would fall asleep in his arms.
One winter night the prince invited her over for dinner. This was followed by a ring. She insently said yes. Then she went home to tell her father. But the news did not go well with him. He didn't want her to marry. She was so upset that she ran back to the castle. But this time he followed her. She ran all the way to the castle with him right on her heels. She ran through the castle doors and yelled for the prince. The prince ran to her. She was standing in the hall way fighting off her father. When the prince finally arrived he grabbed her and jumped away from her father. The king saw what was going on and decided to join the party.
"What's going on here?" said the king.
"I will never let her go," said her father, "if she wants to leave she can leave without her life."
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked.
Just then he started chanting in some strange language. She screamed in agony. The king lifted his hand, ready to attack. Then blasted him. Then she screamed again. What's wrong with me, she thought to her self, my back feels like its being branded.
"What's wrong?" asked the prince.
"I don't know" she said.
Another screamed filled the air. By this time the queen had arrived.
"My back, my back," she said
Just then the queen ripped the back of her dress open. Words were appearing on her back and in some bizarre language.