My possisive slave

Chapter One

Waking up with a groan, i roll over to my side and check the time. 7:36

Shit. Looks like im gonna be late for- "Isabella De'lavere! Wake up this instance or you'll be late for the high council meeting!!!"

My mother barged in, wearing a angry face, possibly because i was planing not to even attend.

   "Oh,sorry 'bout that, i over slept" i calmly rise from my Queen sized bed (ironic, the whole princess having a quenn sized bed, i mean)

    And without any question's left to ask, she huffs and turns on her heal and walks out my room.

    My mother, she's the queen currently, but like she said, in due time, so will i.

   Giving the circumstance that i don't really approve of what the high council believes in.

   They assume, if you have money, you can buy what ever you want. Even a human being. Well i dont think you can call the slave's they put up for bidding human. But they have feeling's too!

   Just cause your a a little different does not indicated that you have no remorse or feel sad when a person you love is being put up for bidding. And that will be my first law made as a quenn.

     I will make the sell of slave's illegal in my region.    Of course i'll have many arguments about this going around in austenta.

       I went to the bathroom, turning on the hot water and stripping off my clothes, i got in and started to wash my hair.

     When i would take showers in the morning, my mom would have to knock on the door to get me to finally finish. But today didn't seem like one of those day's to make sweet mother even madder, so me,  the best daughter ever (not really), got out of the shower faster and went to change for, the meeting.

      I put on a pair of black skinny jeans, one's that look classy, and are still comfortable, and i put on a buetiful royal blue top, with a few rinestone's on the design.

      I got my shoe's, and went downstairs, leaving my hair for later. "Isabella, hurry up dear, you'll be late" My father sat at the dinning room table, eating bacon, eggs, and a glass of orange juice. My dad might seem strict at a first glance, but trust me, he's a BIG marshmallow. Not jocking, if he could, he would die his hair pink!!! But i Love him to death either way. "hi daddy, don't worry, i just have to eat, then curl my hair" i say as i kiss his cheek and sit down. A maid gives me a plate of breakfast, and i thank her as she scurried off. "So, um hunny, i kind off found out what the meeting is about" He had a nervouse look, one only a guilty father would. "Oh, what is it about? School? Money?" I asked with a eyebrow raised, they always thought it was stupid that i still went to school, i mean, im 17 i should be soical and meet new people, but i have the Education of a college student, so it doesnt make much sence.

           And apparently, I spend too much money on my personal life. "Well, we were discussing, weither or not you need....A slave"

He put his head down, his soft chestnut almost blonde hair shagging down. "What!!!! B-but why! You know how i feel about them!!! It's not-"    "it's not right and you shouldn't be having one, yeah i knew you were going to say that dear, but it's for your own good, we need you to be safe" he had soft blue eyes, the same one's i have, and when i looked at them, it made me feel like i was kicking a loyal puppy, the one's that keep coming back to there horrible owner, just because they love him/her.

       And i knew what i was about to do, was gonna be.a giant mistake. "Okay, don't worry daddy, i wont let that stupid high council over power me!" i stood up and ran to my room to do my hair. I'LL NEVER LET THEM WIN!!!