All the boy's were on the same floor and it was my job (ugh) to walk them to each of their door. "Well this is your stop. I'll see you in the morning." I told Jeremy.
"Have a goodnight." No one else told me goodnight it was sweet.
My father was waiting in my room for me.
"Dad there's this thing called knocking you should try it sometimes." Rolling his eyes he started to speak when I cut him off. "Rolling your eyes is not proper for a king."
"Yeah that's why your the only one who gets it. Sweetie did you find one you like?"
"Are you serious? Dad I met them today."
"Well tomorrow you get to formally meet them because your going dancing!" He started to slow dance around my room and I shrieked. "My eyes papa my eyes!"
"You meany." He kissed my cheek and left still slow dancing around.
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I woke up the next morning from a really good dream. Just kidding I didn't remember it. Someone knocked on my door and I called out "come in" knowing it wasn't my father.
"Ma'am well all the boys are waiting downstairs."
"Humph? How long have they been waiting?"
The maid looked uncomfortable. "About two hours."
"What you let me oversleep?!"
She looked down and I dismissed her from my room.
Dressing in a short light blue dress and pulling my long hair into a ponytail I finally left the room.
"Sorry to have made you wait."
"It's quite alright." one of them said. I smiled at him and he blushed. Wow he blushed. Nerd. My husband isn't allowed to blush. That sounds very cruel doesn't it but I need to block my heart and make sure I don't fall in love with anyone. My father came in afterward and glared at me. "I heard you woke up late?"
"Oh hush so did you."
"A king is never late everyone is simple early."
Every prince in the room rolled their eyes.
