Midnight Kiss

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Ares Othonos

"Just think about it Ares, she is a really sweet girl." My patéras (transl. Dad) said, trying to convince me into agreeing to marry someone, whom I probably don't even know. I sink further into my seat, sighing to myself.

He will never understand this, will he?

For the past few days, we have repeatedly had the same conversation. Always the same.

"Who are you even talking about?" I question, not wanting to agree to something without knowing whom we are even talking about. Looking out of the window, I can see the sun being reflected by the water. My Mum's flowers are blooming, she really loves them. Most of the time she spends outside caring for them.

"Anita, she's a really sweet girl, ambitious and loved by the public. It would be perfect, not just for your image but also for hers and her families." He says, listing of the positive aspects about this kind of agreement. I sink further into my thoughts, not really listening to what my Dad is talking about.

"Óchi aftí, bampá." (transl. Not her, Dad) I can't do this, Anita and me have been best friends since childhood. We basically shared baths and slept together in one bed, when we were babies.

But who am I to marry my fucking childhood best friend. Just because we are best friends doesn't mean that we should marry. Theé mou (transl. My God) I could never ever in my life see myself living with my best friend as a married couple. Imagine myself starting a family with her, I think I'm going to puke.

Now, I love my best friend but not in that way. I could never marry her.

"That is such a bad idea Dad. Did you even ask her or her family or was it just one of your ideas, where nobody knows about it, not even the people regarding it?" I can clearly remember the last idea of his, where nobody was informed and he just announced it into the blue, my sisters engagement.

That was just a couple of years ago. Luckily for them the marriage didn't turn out to bad, although they were both twenty at the time. Eventually they grew font of each other and are now even trying for children, I had to find that out on a very unpleasant way. Never ever in my life again will I just walk into their house without announcing my presence.

"Actually, I have already talked to Koios and he talked to Rhea, both of them are agreeing to the agreement." He states proudly, standing up from his chair and walking around his desk towards me, placing his hand onto my shoulder. "Just think about it my son, your sister is already in a healthy relationship and the public wants the exact same for you. Also I , and your mother, care for you and don't want to see you so alone." I scoff at the 'healthy' part, nothing at their relationship was healthy. Both of them wanted love, but the other one couldn't give it to them.

Moúmia (transl. Mum) would never agree to something like this. You could definitely see that when my Dad announced to marry their daughter off. She hated these sort of agreements and that is probably why she isn't here with us to discuss, because Dad hasn't even said anything to her.

"You can wait for as long as you want, but my answer will always be no." I state getting up and looking my Dad in his eyes. "Just wait and I will find my own happiness, if you even care."

I don't look back when walking out of his office, going straight towards my bedroom to have some privacy.

I shut the door behind me, going straight to my bed. Flopping down, I groan into my pillow.

I'm so frustrated knowing that I can't change my Dads mind. He will never understand, he for once had enough time to choose someone he wants to marry. And not to forget he found the perfect woman for him, my Mom.

They love each other unconditionally, and I just want something like they have. But Dad wants to please the public more.

And because of the countless news that I, the crown prince, should already be in a relationship and that they think I will never find a perfect match, upsets him.

I know that he just wants the best for me, but that is not exactly what he is doing.

I hope that he will forget this all and concentrates on the more important event happening.

My Mums birthday, my Dad literally planned the biggest event of all.

He is so in love with her, that he he literally worships the ground she is walking on.

We will watch so many shows, I just know that this day will be tedious. There will be many different parades and other royal army events, as it is a normal tradition for a royal birthday. But also one of my Mums favourite parts, the countless skating and dancing shows, that have been created just for her.

Mum has always loved dancing. I imagine that if she wouldn't be together with my father and just enjoying life with someone that is also that special to her, she would be teaching young kids how to dance.

When she was little she did ballet and it brought her so much fun that she even got my big sister to enroll in ballet classes and learn the beautiful but yet exhausting dance moves.

As she was little she always imagined being a teacher, teaching children in school or favorably being able to teach children  ballet.

Unfortunately for her, it never went that far. Not only couldn't she persuade her dream of becoming a teacher but also she could never dance ballet again on a normal occasion.