You're a princess from the royal family. You're the only child, 18. Everyone loves you, The king, the queen, the soldiers, the maids, chefs, cooks, gardener's, everyone who works for the kind and queen. but of course also the outside fans, people even stand outside the big walls of the castle just to call out you're name. But you were never that interested in people, and definitely not interested in boys. Which made youre father, the king, very mad, he wanted, no, he needed you to get married and have a king to rule by you're side.

Today, you woke up by you're personal assistant lady, she always makes sure you're on time by you're schedules, makes sure you did you're teeths, you're hair, you're outfits nicely done. She did you're hair in soft waves at the bottom while the rest was straight, she did you're makeup light today, just a bit of blush and mascara and voila. and you're outfit? god damn stunning. a big beautiful light pink dress with a perfect matched tiana, a big crinoline underneath the dress skirt. She took you to the throne room where you're parents have been waiting for you, they were sitting on they're Thrones, one bug one in the middle for the king and one to the side, a little smaller, for the queen and on the other side of the king throne another smaller one for you. but today you were the one coming up to them.

"What's troubling you, my dear?" The Queen asked with warmth