Juana lived a life of luxury and tranquility, during the years they ran, she was a great couple for any gentleman who chose her hand.
She was not in love and knew that her duty was to marry who her Royal Father would order, that was the life of the women of that time and although she was born in a castle and being the daughter of the king, she had duties to fulfill.
Spring was coming, it showed in the air, the first flowers had appeared and Juana was on the edge of knowing who her husband would be.
While those hours arrived, he went for a walk in the forest, saw the towers and battlements of the castle, with a stone that would have been white once but was now an ugly and old gray.
He remembered as a child those green forests full of pines and oaks, chasing his brother looking for butterflies, only 9 years had passed and he was already married.
In the silence of the forest Juana heard voices, loud, singing and deep down music, the time was approaching and there were those who would make their time of pain and humiliation as pleasant as possible, their life did not belong and knew She was always a slave to her father and had no will or opinion.
But he didn't think about that, he got carried away by the sensations and the color was almost spring and the trees began to sprout, to say that life goes on and beauty exists.
Trees began to sprout, to say that life goes on and beauty exists.
The fountain in the garden spread all its water in bubbling bubbles to the sound of the February wind, a playful wind that does not blow in one direction but changes like life itself.
Together with the peacock who displayed his manhood, displaying his tail with his iridescent colors calling the ladies, dancing for them.
Juana made a decision, she will marry whom her father will send, not out of respect or obedience but because years ago in a dream a deformed being predicted it.
The days passed and also the weeks.
Now the banquet was ready, the roses floating in the atmosphere giving that romantic touch of weddings, all luxury and happiness.
Juana did have a happy face since she was, her husband was handsome, mysterious, from another country and her eyes made her feel a thousand sensations she did not know.
She was also happy that her father had not married her to an old man and there would be no mystery or hope.
With the passage of time the story is erased and only the wedding party of Juana is remembered.
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