Married to the devil's son

wedding of the century

I opened up my eyes to only be welcomed by this dolled up girl staring at me in the mirror that girl was me , it was my wedding day and just a few weeks ago it was my 18th birthday. And as it being my wedding day the most beautiful day to ever happen to any girl's life I wasn't filled with joy and I prayed to God to stop it. As a girl and princess whoever man my father found suitable they would offer them and on my side my Greedy father the king of DAMASCUS wales a small kingdom in the far east of Scotland didn't hesitate to offer his only beloved daughter to marry someone rumoured to be the devil himself . Ofcourse I expected less from him cause he was bloodthirst for money and power that he was willing to offer me. He told me yesterday about my wedding , I didn't bother to ask who cause I run out when he mentioned Devon kingdom .it was the most powerful ,successful and feared kingdom in all the parts of the world with a prince that no one had ever seen even my father but for some reason my father still offered me to himself regardless of the rumours , fuck being a woman , fuck being a princess , fuck everyone who has a hand in my life ruins, and fuck myself .I screamed in my head not allowing anyone to hear me scream