The empress is mine

Elina- Metting the majio in the castle. Pt 1.

The castle looks so much better on the outside than the inside when you're an outsider.

Or maybe it's because I have never been outside of my castle, ocean acre, that much.

Whatever it is, I love the outside designing of the castle.

The big white castle that had turrets that are light blue and that somehow sparkle in the sun and glowed at night, it was amazing to stare at and I had been staring at the castle since I could see it on the carriage.

The castle gate that was silver, not gold, was beautiful.

It had four turrets in total in each corner.

In this nation I was so excited to find out they do not show off their resources simply because the are a entire empire.

They don't need to.

But we do.

We, the gifted of Ones gift, need to show off our gold in order... for what?

"Incredible. I don't even know why we show we have gold, and yet I am supposed to be the princess of the Majio. No wonder why Mother slapped me." I spoke out loud.

I had taken off after Mother had slapped me because I knew she was through with me, and if I stayed it would simply just get worst.

I looked around again; the place that I had stopped had blue and white banners.

With windows overlooking the front of the castle and when inside it looked like it went on forever.

Pretty.

I went closer to try and touch the banner, and when I did I almost regretted it.

It was smooth, silky even, a rare texture in this empire.

I regret touching it simply because I didn't want to spoil the banner with my dirty hands.

"Princess Elina!?" I heard someone yell, in a rough and deep voice.

It has to be someone from the meeting, someone who saw me get slapped.

I don't want to talk to anyone in that room anymore, especially after they saw a princess, who is in line to becoming a queen, not even able to defend herself against her Mother.

I took off again, this time though I took a left and ran into someone.

'Please, please, do not let it be one of the ones from the meeting' I found myself hoping.

"Oh, sorry ma'am... wait who are you?" The person asked.

His voice wasn't the same as the one who had called my name earlier and he doesn't even know my name.

Thank the Ones.

I opened my eyes and got up from the floor accepting his hand that was outstretched, then he pulled me up with such strength I almost flew.

Yet, unfortunately, I did end up in his arms pressed against his chest.

Thankfully this man has a honourable feel about him. So I didn't mind that much.

As I looked I realized he had deep brunette hair, medium-length, straight, currently with its subtle highlights, is un-styled and he has a stubble-covered jaw.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, black colored pupils.

Through his shirt I could practically feel that he had has torso with chiseled abs, toned arms, a long neck, and large hands.

Standing 5' 10" tall, and fair skin and he has a cut on his left ear.

He must be a solider.

He has steady, angular face, a straight nose and a rounded jaw. muscular arms, and broad shoulders.