On his eighteenth birthday the young prince, Aleksei Leonardo Romero, was to be wedded to the Royal Greek princess. It was an arranged marriage that his great grandfather signed before his death.
Having pressure on to be the best king the country to...
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Day two of being married.
The memories from last night are faint. I only remember Aleksei coming into my room and sitting next to me. I couldn't feel anything else.
It's been a couple of hours since I woke up and I finally have the courage to get ready.
There wasn't really any specific outfit I was mandated to wear so I looked around in my dresser. It took me a while to find these beautiful matching pants with a long coat that went well together.
I decided to pair it up with a black shirt and put on some earrings as well.
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Once I was happy with my outfit, I headed towards the bathroom and took my hair out of its bun and lightly combed through it just to intensify the curls but not ruin it.
Once I sprayed it down, I grabbed my bag and watched from the side table and headed outside my chamber. I walked across the floor and got into the elevator towards the main floor.
I headed inside the main kitchen and was greeted with emptiness. Frowning at the sight, I ignored the odd environment and walked towards the first cabinet to the right and opened it.
I took out my iron supplement and picked up a bottle of water. I went to sit at the dining table and then swallowed the pill before chugging down some water.
The struggles of having low iron.
Just as I sat there taking another sip of water I heard someone's footsteps. I looked back and saw one of the palace guards approach.
"Queen Lydia, His Majesty requested for you in his office" The guard said respectfully.
"Of course" I replied, taking one last sip before closing the water bottle and standing up to place it in the fridge.
"Please lead the way" I said. The guard nodded and led me towards the office which was apparently his main office inside the palace. We stopped in front of a big black door that was labeled, "King's Office".
The guard knocked twice and then a couple seconds later we heard a reply.
