[Clawen Medieval AU]
Prince Owen Grady of the Northern Empire is forced to marry a woman who he will rule his future kingdom with and who will be his queen. Thousands of girls write their name down on the list, this is their chance to marry the hand...
Owen's POV I had just woken wen a maid rushed into my room. "Sir! Your father needs you to get dressed immediately.", she announced. "What? Why?", I asked half awake. "He didn't tell me but it sounded like an emergency.", she answered while opening the curtains. I grumbled and got out of bed, telling the maid to leave so I could dress up.
I went to my fathers office but he wasn't there. I decided to check the throne room but I couldn't find him there either. "Father?", I called while strolling through the hallways. "Your father is at the main gate.", a maid, who's name was Regina, said. "Oh alright, thank you Regina.", I offered her a smile before leaving. My father and little brother were indeed at the gate, probably waiting for me. "I'm here.", I said to get their attention. "That took you long. I thought you fell back asleep.", my dad noticed. "Sorry I couldn't find you, what's the emergency?", I asked curiously. "We're going to the Southern Empire to see if we can make peace.", my father answered, there was a slight annoyed tone in his voice. When he mentioned the Southern Empire I almost choked on my own breath. "W-What?", I stared at him in total shock. "I can hardly believe it myself.", he replied. At least I will see Claire again.. I couldn't help but smile at those thoughts.
Claire's POV My family and I were sitting at the dinner table, having breakfast. "We'll be having some visitors today.", my father suddenly broke the peaceful silence, causing my sister and I to look up. "Who?", I asked curiously. "The Northern Empire's ruler and sons.", my father answered, mentioning the Northern Empire with a cold and harsh tone. I nearly choked on my bread. "His—His sons are coming too?", I stuttered in surprise. "Yes.", my father replied dryly. Oh my- Owen will be here in a bit, I need to get ready! "Uh, I need to get ready.", I excused myself and got up. What was I gonna wear? Why was I panicking so much about this? I picked out a beautiful navy blue dress and asked my stylist to do my make-up and hair. When she was done I put on my silver crown. It wasn't that big but it kinda finished my outfit.
****A bit later****
Me and my family were patiently waiting in the throne room. A guard walked in. "They're coming.", he announced and my dad nodded. I felt how my hand palms became sweaty. Nervously, I tapped my fingers on my dress. I could hear their footsteps coming closer. And then, I saw him. He was wearing a fancy dark green sort of raiment and his father was wearing his royal mantle, just like mine. Me and Owens eyes met for a short moment and I felt a warm glow in my cheeks. Suddenly Owen started walking over to me. I gulped. What is he doing? He grabbed my hand and bowed down to place a kiss on it. "Its a pleasure to meet you.", he offered me a formal smile. It felt odd to act like we had never met before. Though I didn't mind the feeling of his soft lips on my hand. "Why don't you two get to know each other a little more while we discuss our plans.", my father suggested. "Uh.. yeah s-sure.", I scratched the back of my neck. "What about me?", Owen's younger brother pouted. "Don't worry little guy, my sister here will take care of you.", I smiled at the kid and then at my older sister. "Yeah, come on.", she offered him a hand and walked off. My father and Owen's father went into a different room, followed by my mother. Then, it was just me and Owen. We both looked away blushing. "Eh.. so.. What now?", I asked awkwardly. "We can uhm.. go to your room?", Owen suggested. "Uh yeah sure.", I agreed and we went to my room. "It isn't very special or anything..", I muttered shyly when we walked into my bedroom. "I like it, it's calm and light.", he smiled and looked around.
Owen's POV We were alone in Claire's room. I glanced over at her, she looked absolutely gorgeous. My eyes rested on her lips for a brief moment. I would love to kiss those soft pink lips. I had to fight the urge to do it already. If our dads signed that contract, we wouldn't need to meet in secret anymore. We could just be friends.. or more.. "What?", Claire snapped me out of my thoughts. "Hm?", I looked up at her. "You were staring at me..", she mumbled and blushed. "Oh, s-sorry.", I stuttered ashamed. Well it's impossible not to stare at such a view. We sat down on her bed. I smiled at her and tucked a hair behind her ear. She giggled softly in response. I could listen to that sound all day long, it was so adorable. We stared into each other's eyes. I got so lost in those pretty green eyes of hers. I cupped her cheek with one hand and slowly moved closer to her. Our lips were so close to each other now, it was only a matter of time until they touched. Our moment got interrupted by the yelling and shouting downstairs. I backed away from Claire and looked away ashamed. "S-Sorry... W-We should check what's going on downstairs.", I muttered. "Y-Yeah..", she replied just as embarrassed.
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