Your majesty

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~𝙉𝙮𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖~

𝔚𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰. How awful and horrid they are. Sitting down on the princess chair of my brothers wedding party sucks. Nothing to do, no one to talk to. Everyone with their wine cups, drinking and talking. With their puffy loose dress and expensive suits. I leaned back on my chair sighing closing my eyes. How I long for a normal life?

      "Tired already. The party has just begun."

      I opened my eyes turning to my younger brother who came from talking to all the money bag people that were invited to my older brothers wedding. He sat down with a small smirk on his face. His royal blue prince suit had all his medals and ribbons. He wore his sword on his left side of his hip. The crown on his head shinning with fancy vivid blue diamonds with his wavy blonde hair, which happens to now be a mess, on his forehead. His green eyes shined with so much mischief as his sun kissed skin match the blue, as many will say, perfectly.

      "I'm not a party person like you, Marlowe," I answered taking a sip of the wine in my cup.

      The left side of his straight rosy pink lips went up. "But I'm sure behind close doors, you are a party person."

      I rolled my eyes playing with my royal blue dress that had more layers then needed. "Quiet Marlowe!"

      He snickered grabbing a glass of wine and taking a sip of it. "At least their having fun." He makes a small gesture to the newly weds.

      My older brother had his suit, medals, ribbons and sword just like Marlowe. He had his crown with hope diamonds as his wife had her crown with fancy intense blue diamonds. He was the palest one of us three, also the oldest one. He had brunette straight hair, just like mother, and dark green eyes. He was the most modest, and patient one of us three. He was also the kindest, which is why everyone wants him to become king already.

      His wife happens to be the very same. Kind, generous everything that the country wants as a future queen. She was also incredibly beautiful. She had tan skin, brown eyes and dark brown hair, which happen to be what everyone has, but on her, everything has a shine on it. Maybe its the freckles on her face, or it's her full lips that aren't that common here. Maybe it's the jewelry that makes her look more expensive. She's so thin too.

      My brother and his wife looked at each other and smiled. They turn back to the people they were talking to with kindness swimming in their eyes.

      "I guess," I whispered taking a sip of my wine. "Don't you think you should make a speech?"

      Marlowe's smirk came back bigger than before."I think I should." He stood up grabbing a spoon and tapping it on his wine glass. The voices started to die down as they all face Marlowe.

      "Yes, thank you," Marlowe started putting the spoon down on the table. "Thank you all for coming here tonight on this wonderful day for my brother, Espen and his wife, Vanya, who today have become one. I wanted to grab your attention for a few minutes to express my happiness that my brother had found his happiness." Many looked at the newly wed but the newly wed just looked at each other with a loving expression towards one another. "Many of you may know that they are madly in love with one another. If you don't know, I mean just look at them. But that's not all, they have not just become one today, but one day they will become one with the country. They will be King and Queen ruling side by side, helping those in need, and so on and so forth.

      "Soon they will become what we all wish to be, happy. They have found each other, but soon they will find that small happiness that comes into their life. Many called them babies, I called them infuriating beauty's." Many laughed at Marlowe's joke. "I do wish this happy couple, a long everlasting life, with much joy and many kids. To the soon King and Queen."