What did she expect?

Three days had passed since Florence's arrival at the palace. She didn't see even the shadow of her husband. What a good way to start their marriage. But that helped her settle down in this foreign land.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" she glanced up at the maid she brought with her from her homeland. Both ladies were tan, very unlike the fair complexion of the citizen in the empire. 

A sigh slipped past her lips, gazing at the mirror in front of her. Her dark midnight blue hair with large curls fell gracefully to her shoulder. Eyes that showed the depths of the ocean gleamed with sadness. With delicate facial features on her small face, Florence was definitely a beauty. 

"I am. Just keep my hair down since they said I will have to marry my husband under the empire's law." She tucked her hair behind her ear, sporting a weak smile at her personal maid, Lavina.