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She tapped her long frail finger on her walking cane in perfect time with y/n's worried heart. Y/n's grandmother had promptly called her into her father's study. Her grandmother was the height of fasion especially when you take into account who she was. The countess to their entire
"Y/n." The glamorous woman started, " you are of ten and six now, I have saved you from this for long enough, its time you are given away." Her grandmother said with a sad and relatively morbid tone. She wasn't yet ready to have her grand daughter thrown into an unforgiving marriage with a man who had no judge of character. Not many people knew much of Jojen Reed but the rumors of him being a rebellious playboy were not amiss on the frail woman.
"Gran, whatever are you on about?" Y/n chuckled nervously. Y/n's thoughts raced through her head, creating a dull pain around her brow.
"Its time for you to marry and you of course know that we have been in a marriage agreement with the Reeds since you were just a babe." She said quickly as if she was worried y/n would interject at every pause. Y/n nodded sadly, this was what she feared, to be shipped away from her beloved home just in order to become some royal baby maker.
"I understand." She pushed through gritted teeth.
"I'm sure you have noticed the staff rushing to prepare an event the last few days or so." Her father spoke up. He was always quite a cold and unfeeling man and now was no different. After all y/n had to get her stone cold and elegant personality from somewhere, and she had gotten very little attributes from her severe mother.
"I have." Y/n said in the most nonchalant tone she could muster. Show no emotion, she had told herself.
"The wedding will take place her, as is customary, and then the honeymoon will be across Europe for the better half of 2 months, until you reside at the Reed estate." He said in a dismissive manor. She curtsied and rushed out of the study. One gloved hand gripped her silk gown fiercely while the other pushed past the doors, she didn't dare wait for the staff to open the doors for her.
The last thing she had seen from the room was the saddened facial expressions plastered on her grandmothers features.
It wasnt that she disliked her to-be-wed but they had lost touch many years ago, it had been atleast six years since they had shared a letter. She thought back to the days in which she was found of the shaggy blonde prince she used to know. Once she had made her way to her bedroom she reached h der her bed pulling out a letter chest covered in dust. She quickly unlatched the chest and studied the letters wrapped in a ribbon of twine. She picked one up and and examined its contents, making sure not to break the fragile parchment. She ran her eyes across the script before they fell on a cute little anecdote.
