As a princess, I was named the best sword-wielder in my family, as well as the prettiest maiden, the chief linguist, and the steadiest pillow-holder-for-the-crown (so named by my father, the king). As a woman, I found a prophecy that would make all this worthless. It said I am to be murdered by my only son, my name to be cursed, my head and heart paraded around the land (separately), and my husband's kingdom destroyed while the people rejoice. But...