Imperfect Queen

Utter Disbelief

 Agatha stood there dumbfounded. The guard's word echoing in her mind "Pledged to marry Prince Tedros of Camelot" Agatha had no clue what to say, she looked at her mother, then at the guards, then at the floor, just like this in pattern of irrelevant objects, finally, sound escaped her chapped lips.

"What!?" Agatha loudly exclaimed "B-but but, I am a sixteen years old, I have no manners, I slouch, I am lazy, and have you seen me? If you want a real princess, there are like ten other girls in this village more fitted! Actually, everybody but me is fitted! And what do you mean 'pledged' I never agreed to anything, neither did this guy's parents, nor mine! This is crap!" Agatha finished ranting, the redheaded guard spoke after that

"Look, we understand your concerns, but this is your golden ticket out of this hellhole, and you do in full luxury! Besides, anybody can be turned into a princess, if they are dedicated" Agatha scoffed

"Yeah right, I don't think marrying a prince is as easy as you freaks are making it sound. That implies being proper, which I am not, actually wanting to marry is a whole issue! And I am sure your prince won't even like me! And don't even get me started on the whole married life, because I know how kingdoms are 'oh you are married! Now you need an heir' and I tell you that is a huge problem!" Agatha exclaimed, who do they think they are? Just because they come from some snobby kingdom does not make them Agatha's authority

"If I may speak" The other guard said "I think you have great points, but think about what my fellow guard said, you leave this place, you become a rich person, you gain power and all without moving a finger, even your mother thinks is a great idea" Agatha's eyes turned into even bigger saucers, then she looked at her mom.

"You did what?" She spoke in a low tone, which had shock and a little, but noticeable, bit of an angry undertone to it.

"Agatha, to your room. Now" Callis said in the same tone as her daughter's , they both moved to the small bedroom, it didn't take Agatha a full second to start

"Why? When? Why?" Agatha asked , her mom shushed her

"Listen, I know you want to kill me in a rather bizarre and painful way, but think about it, sooner or later the Elders were going to do the same, but it was going to be the lowest man here, and you know why? Because they think we're witches, so it was either that, or getting killed in some gruesome way, so this is the only way of making your life less lousy! Do you understand now?" Callis verbalized, Agatha still looked unconvinced, her mother was right, unfortunately.

"I guess you are right" Agatha mumbled "Do I have to go out there again?"

"Yes, you do."

Mother and daughter both walked out, the four people stood awkwardly, Agatha cleared her throat and then spoke:

"I accept your demand, I will depart with you. But before we go, are you completely sure you want to take me?" Agatha asked once more

"Splendid. We shall depart tomorrow at sunrise" The blonde guard said, Agatha spoke again

"Wait, tomorrow? Isn't that too soon? What about mental preparation?" The guards chuckled to the girl's annoyance

"No, we have been looking a princess for quite a while now, the sooner we bring one, the better" The blonde guard said "We will see you at sunrise tomorrow" And with that, the guards left the dilapidated house, leaving Callis and Agatha alone in an awkward silence. Callis broke it

"Well, that was...interesting, I guess this is the last time I'll see you"

"Yeah" Agatha replied simply, then she remebered, Sophie , she would faint when she heard the news. She went in a rush for her cape and left in a hurry, neither questioning why the other hadn't spoken.

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Agatha sprinted to Sophie's house, after all, she was her only friend, and it would be worse if Sophie found out from a gossipy woman instead of the actual Agatha. What will she say? Agatha thought it over and over, but she decide she should just spit it out.

When she arrived, she walked to the door and knocked, she was received by a beaming Sophie, she said some gibberish along the lines of:

"OhmyGoddidyouseetheCamelotguardsItoldyouso!!" She pulled Agatha by her arm and led her to her bedroom to talk, like always, this time just dampened Agatha even more than usual.

"See, you were saying they wouldn't come and here they are! I wonder if they are going to drop by! I need to look good in case they come, who am I kidding? Of course they are coming! What about my deep red fro—"

"Sophie! Shut up for a minute" Agatha said, sitting in a state of daze. This was the real deal, she needed to speak up.

"Excuse you?" Sophie said

"Look, you are not marrying a prince" Agatha said, Sophie looks at her with disbelief

"And why not? How do you know?" Sophie demanded

"Because I am! The idiotic guards from Camelot received me at my house just a while ago! That's right, they chose me out of all people, trust me I don't know why, you could've been the best choice, but they chose me" Agatha took in a deep breath after finishing

"But why? It makes no sense! You are not a queen material! Did you agree?" Sophie exclaimed, still in genuine amazement

"I had to, I don't think they would accept a negative answer, not that I wanted to" Agatha said again, Sophie's eyes stayed on the floor.

"Then... what does that mean?" Sophie inquired nervously

"It means I leave tomorrow, at sunrise" Agatha replied, she felt sick. Why was she forced to do this? How was it possible that her life gave such an atrocious turn in less than an hour?

Sophie ran and hugged her, then she started sobbing loudly. Agatha was unsure if it was because of her leaving or if it was because Sophie wasn't leaving. Then Agatha hugged her back. After a dramatic scene from Sophie and a tobn of questions answered with "I don't know", both girls agreed to remain friends, even if they lived so far from each other.

"So, do you have any idea how this Tedros is?" Sophie asked

"Nope." Agatha said, then she left Sophie's house

She would see her at dawn tomorrow, One last time