Arkala's Princess

Chapter 23

Arkala's Princess

Chapter 23

"W-wedding plans?" I stutter, my mouth hanging open.

"Yes, wedding plans." My grandmother nods.

"To who's......" Kyle trails off.

"To yours." Emma says and my eyes widen. Kyle's getting married? "Both of yours."

"Wait..... What exactly do you mean, both of ours?" I ask.

"We have been discussing your wedding plans. In the future, we hope that you two will be happily married and rule either Arkala or Icelea."

"W-what?!" I say. This is unbelievable. Un-freaking-believable.

"Sydney." My grandma says in a stern voice. I clear my throat.

"Pardon my language." I say quickly. "But I don't really know what you are talking about. I think I'm hearing things, pardon me, but did you say that Kyle and I should get married?"

"Yes, dear. You heard right." Kyle's mum says and my mouth drops open. Are they kidding?

"Um, you must've gotten something wrong here, because.... Because I didn't have an intention of getting married to Kyle and I'm sure Kyle didn't have any intentions on marrying me." I say, glancing at Kyle, who's shaking his head.

"Sydney, we'll talk about this later." My grandmother says and she stands up. "Thank you for your time, I'll get back to you soon."

"Very well." Everyone stands up, and they walk out, escorted by their personal assistants. After we walk them out of the door, I glare at my grandmother. How can she say that I have to marry Kyle? There's no way I am doing a forced marriage.

"Sydney, princesses do not-"

"I don't fudging care about princesses right now!" I snap at her. My grandmother looks shocked. "What makes you think I'm marrying Kyle? You are not going to force me into this. You aren't. I don't want to marry Kyle!"

"Sydney, I-I just thought it would be a good idea because you two are fond of each other." My grandmother says.

"Fond of each other? Fond of each other? What makes you think that?"

"Well I did catch you kissing Kyle and you were seen kissing him a couple of times by others."

"So? That was in the past, my dear grandmother. This is the present. So please, I'm begging you. I don't want to marry Kyle." I say through gritted teeth.

"Sydney, everything is nearly all sorted and-"

"Then just cancel everything. It's not hard. And do you know how old I am? I don't want to get married this young!"

"Sydney!" My grandmother snaps and I wince. "Do not use that voice on me and talk like a princess, stop the wining! It is what it is." With that, my grandma walks away. I stare after her, and start to sob. I lean on the wall and slowly sink to the ground, putting my hands in my head. I don't even know why I'm crying. I guess this is just frustrating. I don't want to be in a forced marriage. I want to be happy with a person I like. I don't want to marry a guy that I don't even have proper feelings for. And I'm only seventeen. This is just insane and plain crap.

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"Hey." I pick up my phone.

"Hey." I hear Ashton's voice on the other line. "What you doing?"

"Um.... Nothing much....." I say and sniff.

"Are you okay?" Ashton's voice turns into one of concern.

"Uh, yeah! Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Sydney, what happened?"

"Nothing."

"Sydney."

"Nothing happened."

"If nothing really happened, why don't you open your balcony doors?" He asks and I look up at my balcony, to see Ashton standing there. My eyes widen. I quickly wipe my tears away and walk up to him. He raises an eyebrow while I unlock the door.

"What are you doing here?" I ask when he steps into my room.

"Just wanted to hang but it looks like there are other things in need of sorting out." He says, as he sits on my bed. I sit down next to him.

"There is nothing to sort out. So you may leave."

"Sydney. Just tell me. I know you're lying. I can help you sort it out."

"No." I shake my head but Ashton places his hand on mine and looks me straight in the eyes.

"I can help you. You can do this. You're a strong girl, Syd." He says and I can't help but notice my heart warm at his words. He's so sweet. He's been here for me when I was down and he always helped me get up.

"Okay." I sigh. "Well-" I tell him about Kyle, and how I might have to marry him.

"Oh wow." Ashton says and I sigh.

"Yeah."

"Do you like Kyle? Like even a tiny bit?

"No I don't think so. That's what's so frustrating about this. It's not like I like him or anything. And getting married to him? That's like, the last thing on my mind." I say.

"I don't know, have you tried talking to your grandmother?"

"No. Well, yes. But she doesn't listen to me. Like, I can't do anything about it."

"Have you actually had a sincere talk to her though?"

"Um.... Not really." I mumble.

"Then do that. And if that doesn't work...... Well it should work. Just tell her your situation, and list off the reasons why you don't want to marry Kyle." Ashton says and I smile.

"Thanks, Ashton. You're a big help." I say.

"No problem." Ashton smiles and we just sit there, looking at each other for what feels like eternity. And that's when I feel like the distance between our faces have decreased. And I find myself leaning in closer, and closer, until our lips meet.

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