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he lifts my dress and can't help but grab both sides of my ass with his big strong hands. internally groaning at the sight. I was begging for him to mark me and make me his. he pulls my panties down and fall to my ankles. my dripping heat is on...
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My name is Elizabeth Wilson i am the eldest daughter of The Wilsons of Wales. I am 19 years old and the second oldest of 3. Its currently early morn i dont usually wake this early i feel a girl needs her beauty sleep, but something about today felt off. my peace was quickly interrupted with a knock on the door.
"Come in" i said i didn't bother to turn around as i already knew who it was. I kept looking out the window as the morning fog covered the land.
"Princess Elizabeth, Queen Margaret has requested your presents in the Den" my servant Mary-anne said in her thin Scottish accent
"Tell her i will be down momentarily" i said turning to look at her. Mary-anne had her red hair pulled into a neat braided bun with her maid attire on. She had bright green eyes and olive skin with freckles. Even tho its rather childish of me i like to believe she is a fairy from a land far far away.
A land far far away seems very nice at the moment. Althought being a princess sounds nice never having to do anything on your own being waited on hand and foot It all sounds lovely but in reality can be a bit suffocating. Mary-anne nodded and walked out of the room. I finally rose from my bed and walked into my closet where beautiful long dresses hung. I searched though the almost endless dresses until i found the one i wanted to wear. It was a grey and white corset dress with white off the shoulder lace and white gloves. I put on pure sliver earrings and necklace. When i was dressed Mary-anne came back and did my hair with some simple make up. I dashed on some perfume and headed down to the den.
"Do you happen to know why my mother summoned me" i was honestly curious because its rare if our parents ever interact with us since they are running a country. As we walked down the corridor i couldn't help but notice how eerily quiet around the castle usually we have servants cleaning and people getting everything ready for the day.
"I know not the full details but we do have a guest arriving to the castle at noon" she said i nodded we made it downstairs and took a left turn than a right and we were in the den where i saw my mother, father and both my siblings waiting for me. I say nothing and take a seat in the middle of my siblings.
"Its good to see that you finally awake" my father saidi pit on a fake smile and nodded
"Good morning father, good morning to you mother" i said sweetly "may i ask why you summoned us this morning"i could really be doing better things at this time
"Yes, im pretty sure you all know of James Smith of the church" he said my elder brother dawson nodded
"Yes sir he's a high priest of the church of England" dawson said with his head high 'kiss ass' all because he is next in line for the thrown he walks around like he is better then me and emma, he barely speaks to us
"Well he happens to have a niece about the same age has you dawson so after some talking and drinks. We have agreed on an arranged marriage"
"Really, that sounds wonderful" wonderful? To marry a person you dont love or know sounds like hell to me. I guess i must have been making a face and father seemed to notice
