The holy ruler

Chapter 4 - A Father's Stubbornness

Addams pov:
The next morning, I, Prince Adam, requested an audience with my father, the French King. I had to convince him to change his mind about marrying Anastasia. As I entered his chambers, I could feel the weight of my responsibility bearing down upon me.

"Father, I must speak with you about the marriage arrangement," I began, my voice firm but respectful.

The King looked up from his papers, his expression stern. "What is it, Adam? I thought we had already discussed this."

"I cannot Wed Anastasia, Father and she doesn't want to Wed me  either," I said, my words tumbling out in a rush. "She is not the one I desire. My heart belongs to her sister, Mary."

The King's face turned red with anger. "You will do as you are told, Adam! This marriage is crucial for our alliance with England. You will not jeopardize our relations for your own selfish desires!"

I knew I had to tread carefully. "Father, please listen. I understand the importance of the alliance, but I implore you, do not force me into a loveless marriage. I beg of you, consider my happiness."

The King's expression hardened, and his voice remained firm. "Adam, my son, You will Wed her and fulfill  your duty as crown prince this is not a matter of personal choice. This is politics. You will do your duty and Wed Anastasia."

I knew I had to think quickly. "Father, what if I told you that Mary is using me to further her own ambitions? She seeks to claim the throne for herself, and I fear she will stop at nothing to achieve it."

The King's eyes narrowed, his interest piqued. "Go on."

I took a deep breath, hoping to persuade him. "I believe Mary sees me as a means to gain power and influence. She flirts and charms me, but her true intentions are far from innocent. If we marry Anastasia, we risk creating a dangerous enemy in Mary."

The King's face scrunched in thought, his brow furrowed. For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of doubt. But then, his expression hardened once more.

"Adam, I appreciate your concerns, but I will not be swayed. Anastasia is the chosen bride, and you will marry her. Besides, I find myself growing quite fond of her. She has a certain... spark that I find most endearing."

My heart sank. I had failed to convince him. Worse still, he was starting to fall for Anastasia's charms himself! I knew I had to think of a new plan, and fast, before it was too late.

As I left the King's chambers, I couldn't help but feel a sense of desperation creeping in. I was running out of options, and time was not on my side. The fate of my heart, and perhaps even the future of our kingdoms, hung in the balance.