Can love like this last forever?- Reylo AU

One

Rey: 

I really hated my father's board meetings. I mean really, how many men need to dress in faux fur and gold, and jewels and.. UGH! 

My father looks like a peasant compared to all of them; simple white button shirt, dark blue dress coat, medals he earned, the crown, and pants and boots obviously. And a sword. 

Mother wears a dark blue gown with gold trim and gold sewn into it, wearing a crown as well. 

I wear white. Until I marry, or I am engaged, I am required to wear white. Or if I... sleep around. 

Father drones on and on, and me and Mother have to pretend to be interested. 

But then my father is speaking of me marrying in 8 months. 

I am to be married to someone by the time 8 months is done, or I will be forced to marry someone my father wants me to marry. 

He's giving me a choice; but my time is limited. 

"Father.. trust me. I will be married to someone by the time 8 months is over." I say, my chin slightly raised, my hair pulled back in 3 buns. 

He dips his head. "Rey, I trust that you will. Because me and my council have found a suitor for you if you do not find someone." 

"And that someone would be?" Mother cuts in, and Father locks eyes with her. 

She's challenged him to make him a better king, and she wants a say in who her daughter will marry. 

"We've decided on Prince Nikolias of Jakku, your highnesses." Says Ambassador Ricar. 

"Prince Nikolias!" Mother exclaims. 

I wrinkle my nose. I've never met him, but the way Mother and Father talk about him is excruciating. 

FINALLY, his board meeting ends and I nearly run from the room. 

As I sit on my balcony, Mother enters. 

I look out at the garden, and she sits next to me, so proper. 

"What if grandfather doesn't approve? Or you and Father don't approve?" 

She runs her hand down to my comb holding my hair together, and takes it out, letting my hair fall around my face. 

As she runs her fingers through it she tells me softly. "I will. Rey, I will approve of whoever you think is appropriate to be your husband and the next King of Chandrilla. Your father.. will probably have a hard time coping with the fact that his baby girl is growing up and will be marrying someone, but he will live, and have to respect the fact that you love whoever that is. And grandfather.. well, you might as well just hope and pray to some gods that he doesn't get your lover killed." 

I let out a laugh. "He'll deal with me if he does. And he loves me too much to cause me so much pain." 

She smiled sadly. "He's also a little bit old to let anyone die." 

I snort. "Mother, please. Grandfather is more than capable to call his hounds or assassins or guards on him." 

She lets out a small laugh. As his daughter, she knows exactly how to deal with him. 

"Anyways, your Father is hosting a ball tonight-" 

I groan. 

"In honor of you, and as the most wealthy bachelorette, many men there tonight will be vying for your hand, and he'll keep these galas up until further notice. He's chosen 60 men to come to court, and they won't leave until you make a decision. And it doesn't have to be one of them, as long as you love whoever you choose."