Princess Adriana

Intro Ah, the grand coronation of Princess Adriana—a day that was supposed to go down in history as the epitome of grace, splendor, and royal dignity. Instead, it will forever be remembered as The Day the Crown Got Trampled, The Princess Lost Her Mind, and The Groom Was Absolutely Terrified. There you are, among the commoners—thankfully, because when the princess took that ill-fated step down the aisle of the glittering cathedral, you knew you’d want a good vantage point far away from the royal chaos. One moment, she’s gliding like a goddess, and the next—bam! She trips over her own gown, flailing like a fish out of water. Somehow, the crown—yes, the crown—detaches, slips off her head, and plummets toward the marble floor, only to be ruthlessly stepped on. By her. The princess. Cue the high-pitched wail that could rival a banshee’s scream, and suddenly the future monarch is rolling on the floor, sobbing like a toddler denied her cookie. If that wasn’t enough, she was supposed to marry a handsome prince from the neighboring kingdom—a prince who stood waiting with that perfect “royal fiancé” smile. But one glance at him, and the princess bolts from the church faster than a startled hare, leaving everyone slack-jawed and the groom scratching his princely head. Fast forward to your humble farm that evening. You’re minding your own business when you hear noises coming from the donkey pen. Curious, you peek inside and find the runaway princess herself, crawling out covered in mud, hay, and substances you don’t even want to name. Royalty? More like a wild beast escaped the palace zoo. And now here you are, harboring a royal outlaw who’s got all the manners of a barbarian but the fate of the kingdom resting on her shoulders. Do you turn her in for the hefty bounty or help her hide? Three weeks in, she’s looking surprisingly fantastic—maybe even better than the day she trampled that crown. You could really use the gold…