The Magic Realm (18+)

introduction

My name is Rose. I'm 19, and I am the 13th, and I am currently the youngest daughter to King Gregory and Queen Matilda.

They wanted a boy so badly, so they would have an heir to the thrown, since woman are not allowed inherit the crown, that they continued to try and try, until my mother was able to buy a magical fruit from a Kingdom far from here, and finally, when I was five years old, my three little brothers were born.

My parents never cared much for me, since they believed that I was there last hope to have a boy at the time, but then turned out to be a girl, so they pawned me off on a nanny, who thankfully has always loved me and treated me as her very own daughter, and allowed me to have a normal childhood playing in the river, playing in the mud, not having to worry about the responsibility of being a princess like most of my other sisters had to.

They took classes from morning until night, learning about how to stand correctly, and speak correctly, and other seemingly useless classes.

I learned those things by watching my sisters, and some from my one older sister closest in age to me, Marie, who I am very close to, but my nanny, who I see as my real mother, taught me how to hunt small animals, how to fish, how to sew my own clothes, how to cook, how to read, how to write, how to defend myself as much as possible, and many other important skills and ways to survive.

I can never thank her enough for teaching me things that I actually feel like mattered, and that could help me one day. She is the best mother a daughter could have, but unfortunately, since the Queen is my real mother, and I am the least important princess in our family, they are sending me away to the magic realm to be a potential bride to one of the many men there, in hopes that peace will remain between our two realms.

There have been rumors that some places in the magic realm have been thinking of starting war with us to take our lands and to enslave all of us magic less humans.

I have heard many stories of the terrifying people and creatures that live there, and all of horrific things they used to do to humans before the last war ended 50 years ago, so the thought of having to go there and marry one of them scares me more than I can explain with words.

"Are you packed and ready to leave by the morning?" the Queen asked, sounding pretend cheerful.

"Please don't make me go there, mother. I'm begging you, please just let me stay here, and we can figure out a different plan to stop another war from starting." I begged her.

"Every King is required to offer one daughter to marry someone in one of magic realms kingdoms during their reign. It is part of the agreement that ended the war 50 years ago because many of their women weren't able to bare children. So we must give them one of our daughters, and I couldn't possibly offer them one of your sister in the case that they decide not to keep who we send, now could I?" the Queen said emotionless.

"it's part of the treaty? And what do you mean, in case they decide not to keep who you send?" I asked, feeling a knot form in my throat both from her lack of care for me and the fear growing more now.

"we believe there's a chance they may decide to just kill you, either because they just want to or because they're not satisfied with who we send, or maybe even use you just to bare children and rid themselves of you afterwards. So we can't possibly risk that happening to your other sisters who will become Queens in our allies and enemies kingdoms soon" She said coldly.

My heart started pounding so hard that it made my chest ache. "and what if they do decide to kill me, or if they do just use me like a machine to give them children?" I hesitantly asked, fearing her answer just as much as everything else right now.