Rules, rules, rules, rules and more rules... What's the point of becoming a queen and leading for freedom, if at the end of the day freedom is relative?
Clarifications before reading: This is the first writing I do in English, so in advance I apologize if I get to fail or confuse me in some words or expressions; I also want to emphasize that being a One Shot this story will only consist of one chapter, whose content uses Fortnite characters however being an "alternate universe", it is not 100% loyal to the video game canon without more to say for the moment, enjoy this! ✨
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In a kingdom of France there was a young with sky blue eyes, who had a pile of books on her head while walking with an elegant demeanor under the watchful eye of her mother who was analyzing her every step and movement...
-I don't understand why they put books on my head?
-It's for you to rehearse your posture and not to throw them, Rox... Remember that elegance is something primordial to be someone of the royalty... Besides, you have to keep in mind that being a princess and maybe a queen, it is essential that when walking you have a good posture... No hunched back, you always have to be straight...
-But isn't it enough with the corset? I mean, with it I can't even bend over...
-It's never enough to be a queen...
-Mother-
-Queen
-Okay... —she sighed— I get the point, but we don't even know if I'll be queen....
-You have to be, you're preparing to marry Prince Lucien for a reason...
-I don't understand how they can make plans with me to want to marry someone I don't know...
-It doesn't matter, do you think I would marry someone like your father?... Of course not... Here only aesthetics and class are important... We are from the bourgeoisie, you deserve to be with someone of your class and who is a good prospect to the reign... —she soon fell silent when she saw how a gentleman arrived with them.
-My Queen
-What is it? Where is my daughter Mary?... Is she already in her manners class?
-No, my Queen... We've searched the whole castle and she's not here...
-What?!... You were so inept and incompetent again that you didn't notice that she escaped again?
-We were on the lookout but—
-YOU'RE MORONS, I WANT HER BACK OR YOU'LL LOSE YOUR HEADS!
-I-I understand...
He said fearfully before retreating, while seconds earlier the young princess had dropped down the books having been startled by her mother's scream, earning a furious and reproachful look from her mother...
-What the hell is the matter with you, Rox?
-Excuse me, Queen, it's just that I tripped....
-You can't afford to trip!.... —she sighed— Today you will meet Prince....
