When he was fourteen and she was three, he vowed to keep her as his own at all costs.
He was twenty-three, she was twelve, he had his own kingdom, and she hated him to the core for making her an orphan.
He finally got his wish and gave her the best in the world.
She vowed to return her pain to him, and he loved her passionately, even if he was against the world.
Where will this imprisoned feeling go?