Request from @friskriel
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"Amelia, darling stand up straight. Shoulders back and look up" My mother, Julia, said to me. I was standing in front of the mirror, looking at myself.
The sunlight coming from the window made my beautiful brown skin shimmer.
"Mother, I am standing straight and I'm looking up!" I groaned
"Well puff your chest out a bit, suck in that gut darling"
"Mother, I will be doing no such thing" I stepped away from the mirror and walked over to my bed, sitting down.
"Sweetheart, you have to look your best for Saturday! You're getting married you know"
"Oh yes mother, how could I forget about the arranged marriage I was forced into"
I rolled my eyes
"I don't know why you're so moody Amelia, that prince of yours is extremely handsome"
"Handsome or not, I don't know if I want to marry him mother! I know nothing about him"
"Simmer down child! I bet he will be an amazing husband, and one day- king! And besides, you two will have plenty of time to get to know each other tonight at dinner" She walked over to me and sat down, playing with my long dread locks that fell down my back.
"Mother, I'm just nervous thats all. What if he's not a nice man? What if he treats me terribly?"
"Then a divorce shall be in order" My mother answered quickly
"But then there will be tension between our two kingdoms. A princess is looked down upon if she seeks a divorce from her husband" I pointed out. My mother sighed and looked at me, her crown catching the sunlight that peeked through the curtains.
"Amelia, I would never allow you to marry someone who I thought was a bad person. I understand darling, this whole arranged marriage thing is a bit of a drag.. but trust me- you will be fine. And in the event that you want a divorce, then that's what we'll do"
I nodded and smiled at my mother. We shared a brief hug before she stood up and ushered me to my feet.
"Right, so now we must practice how you'll walk down the aisle." She walked over to my book shelf and grabbed three medium sized books.
"Mother, I am not balancing books on my head."
"It helps dear, trust me."
"I wasn't aware that people actually did that, I thought it was a myth." I giggled. She stacked the books upon my head and I began to walk, I immediately made them all fall.
"Amelia! Head up, shoulders back, chest out and guy sucked in!"
"And why am I sucking in my gut and puffing out my chest?"
"You want to make your breasts pop and your stomach disappear" She informed me
"My breast pop enough and my stomach needs not to disappear. If the prince can't handle all of this-" I posed, "Then he shouldn't marry me, now should he?"
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(Quick Author's Note; you're beautiful just the way you are babe. No need to change, you look gorgeous)
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My mother sighed an annoyed sigh and picked the books up.
"Enough training for today, go get washed up for dinner."
