The struggle to keep their kingdom a float required more than just the blood,sweat and tears of her people but her brother's sperm and her womb. Elizabeth
was the youngest, standing 5'5" with a sweetheart shaped face, a fair complexion and bright green eyes. She had just turned fifteen last month but because the kingdom was savaged by this war it was forgotten. Upon entering the throne room where she was told that her only brother had ordered her presence she felt that he fate had shifted. No longer was she going to be practically sold off to marry a wealthy prince of another kingdom who could contribute greatly to her family's rule. No, now she was be her brother's lover and queen of the kingdom that she had grown up in.