🗡️ A powerful King Stark rules over the land of Jarvonia, but without a son as an heir, his enemies are vying for his throne.
That is until he realises his true power may lie in his fierce and stubborn daughter, and whom he can wed her to...🗡️
So...
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The Princess gulped as she made her way to the Dining Hall with Prince Barnes attached to her arm.
The look on the other two Princes' face was rather amusing however.
When they had strolled in, arm in arm, Prince Loki had tightened his knuckles into his palm, a menacing smirk on his lips that the Princess did not miss.
Prince Rogers, however, looked like he was blushing. Like he was thinking about something he should not have.
She briefly wondered if kissing the other two Princes as well as Bucky had been a mistake, if they all expected something of her now. Her thoughts pondered if any of them actually felt something for her, or whether it was just strategy to them.
It is not that she did not want a husband. It was not in her immediate life plan, of course, but the thought was not so terrible now she had met the suitors. It was just that she wanted to marry for love. She knew it sounded whimsical, she really did. But she had seen how Queens could be treated by harsh and uncaring husbands, and that thought scared her.
Continuing the pattern that her Father had fallen into with her. Swapping one controlling man for another. The thought made her shiver.
As she had said to the Princes before, all she wanted was respect. To be able to pursue her hobbies and passions without mockery, to be listened to and valued. It was hard enough being a woman in this world, let alone a royal woman, where so much was expected of you at all times.
As they entered, her uncle, dressed in a deep blue cloak and chains adorning his shoulders, stepped forward proudly.
"Princess, I trust you found your old room to your liking?" He asked, a smirk on his face as he looked down at the two royals still adjoined.
Loretta blushed, quickly letting go of Bucky's arm and feeling her cheeks warm.
"Yes, thank you Uncle Morgan. It is exactly how I remember it. It brings back lovely memories indeed." She replied, giving small smiles to the other two Princes who regained their composure now.
They all sat down at the long mahogany table. Her Uncle at the head, Loretta to his side. Prince Barnes had tried to sit on the other side of Loretta, however Prince Loki had beaten him to it. So him and Prince Rogers were facing opposite her.
They tucked into the cheeseboards and the meat that was displayed rather unnecessarily intricately on the table in front of them.
