Duchess Y/N [Female]

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INTRODUCTION: In Shekaphia, there were three princesses in the Empress' kingdom. The oldest, Duchess Ameldia, is a charming and elegant person who is often recommended to be the next Empress. The middle princess, Miss Nyota, helps homeless people and farmers, but the Empress doesn't want her to do it her own way. Finally, there's you, Duchess Y/N. You weren't chosen to be the next Empress because of your personality and attitude, and you've been treated badly as a result. You already know you won't be the next Empress, so why should you be like the other princesses?

Seven years ago you and your sister were trained by a wizard. You were caught falling asleep, causing the wizard to yell "Wake up, Y/N!" The shock hit you, causing you to lean back in your chair. — What did I tell you? The magician's book is open to the reader. "You were not heard," you say. "Let me know something interesting if you need my attention." Behind you, Ameldia laughs, "Princess! Manners! Do you want to be punished for such foul language!" The wizard turned his attention to Ameldia. Princess Ameldia, you are the eldest of the sisters, and you must teach other people who do not know how to behave.

Ameldia had a smile on her face as she looked at you, and you looked at her back with your eye facing her direction. "All people, as you've been saying, are governed by their country of origin, Follow the orders of the Empire and you'll be able to travel in any direction. The Shekaphia is guided by elves like us. Mermaids follow the Phidon Empire, land people like half-bears and half-wolves follow the Zoria Empire, and finally flying humans, made up of fairies and crows. Existence. They're following the Iyahaka Empire." You probably weren't expecting Ameldia to be able to recall it. "Perfect! Princess Y/N should learn from her brilliant sister." You rolled your eyes.

"Princess Y/N? the Empress is waiting for you," was announced by a stranger you've never had met before. You climb out of your seat. "What, her?" You ask. "Hey! Don't just call the majesty her!" The wizard looked you in the eye. "Yes, of course." You sneer.

To the royal residence, you had to walk a mile from school. There were guards all over and every single one bowed to you just because you're wearing a crown. When you come in, it's obvious that the empress wasn't happy with you. Her voice shook the room as she said, "Are you making any more trouble?" 'No, Your majesty.' You bow consciously. "You are, in truth, the most beautiful among these two sisters. Sadly, your hair's the dirty hair of your father."

In order to show her respect, while at the same time maintaining her confidence, you bowed. "In order to arrange your wedding with Prince Calixto, I have offered you a place in another kingdom," she said. You heard her clearly, making you automatically lift your head in confrontation and shouting, "Huh?"

"Who told you to raise your head, do not raise your voice to the Empress!" she cried.

"Your majesty! I'm sorry to say this, but I am only fourteen! "I've always been a child!" You cry. "There is no dialogue. You've known that in this not so distant future it will come to pass." The empress points at you and the guards undermined to assault you. "How can you sell your child?" You began to get tears in your eyes. ''Your marriage is as of now chosen among the divine beings since I utilized your ridiculous fingerprints!'' she threatens.

It seemed to you that the empress would be in a hurry. "Separating him will be difficult. The empress announced, there's got to be a consensus in both areas." There's no way you could accept that she's in control of everything you would want to do. She'll probably be able to control your whole life! "Prince Calixto is shrewd sufficient to get it the benefit and power in his marriage, and he would not need to lose it." The Empress laughed. "I'm not sure who he is or where he comes from!" You suddenly get scared.

"I hear he's eager, and is capable of great things. He may be a little prominent, so it's presumptuous for him to have been twenty or thirty years old," the Empress thought. 'He's ten years older to me, are you crazy?' You cry. "You're not going to address the decision of the Empress!" Suddenly anger has filled inside you, making you begin to cry out, "You are not my Empress!"