"Every time I turn around another one of your exes is appearing out of thin air trying to seduce you back into their bed." Alessandra yells in frustration.
"But they don't mean anything to me. You're the one that I want!" Sampson shouts back equally frustrated.
"I can't, I can't compete with them, Sampson. You've been intimate with them. You are my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first everything, can't you see how your actions might make me feel?" she pleas, sounding exhausted.
"Aly, I may have wanted them in the past but you are all that I think about now. It's only you." Sampson tries to assure her.
"Then prove it.. Send her away. She can't come to our wedding." Alessandra voices.
"You know I can't do that..." Sampson looks at her sternly.
"Then forget about this marriage." Alessandra glares.
"What?! Are you calling off this wedding?!" Sampson shrieks.
"No, you know I don't have any power or say in that. However, any chance of us actually being a loving couple is over with." she states coldly before walking out the room.
"Aly! Aly, wait!" Sampson goes after her but Grayson stops him in his tracks.
"Get your hands off of me." Sampson says through clenched teeth.
"I'm sorry your grace but Princess Alessandra has requested that I stop you if you try to go after her." Grayson explains.
"Grayson you are my guard right? So let me through." Sampson commands.
Grayson stops him again though so Sampson has no choice but to huff walking away in the opposite direction.
"Alessandra? What's wrong?" Aunt Sage asks, noticing the distraught look on her niece's face.
"It's nothing." Alessandra sniffles running a hand through her hair.
"No, something is clearly wrong sweetie." Sage presses.
"I said I'm fine!" the blonde snaps at her Aunt.
"Sorry." she then says looking apologetic for letting her frustrations get the best of her.
"I'm gonna go on a walk. I'll be back." Alessandra sighs, stepping out of the room to get some space.
As she's walking down the hallway she spots a brunette walking towards Sampson's chambers.
"Stop right there!" she yells out.
The brunette stops to look at her with a confused expression.
"Your Gracelyn, correct?" Alessandra asks.
"Yes..and you are?" Gracelyn questions back.
"Princess Alessandra, Sampson's finance." she reveals.
"Oh, well it's nice to meet you." the girl replies.
"Unfortunately I can't say the same." Alessandra voices.
"And why is that your grace?" the brunette questions.
"I think you know exactly why." Alessandra states, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You kissed Sampson knowing he was engaged!" Alessandra exclaims.
Gracelyn doesn't look at all embarrassed about her actions in fact she smirks at the blonde.
"After all these years he's still a great kisser." she says.
"Do you not have any shame?" Alessandra questions.
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A Rose and A Thron
FantasyAfter the recent death of her mother, Princess Alessandra is requested back to court to be with her father. She has spent years apart from him so she is less than thrilled to be reunited. What she doesn't know though is that he has an ulterior moti...
