ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙʏᴤᴤᴀʟ ᴛɪᴅᴇᴤ || Love and Deepspace fanfic {Rafayel X Oc}

2. 𝐵𝑜𝑦 𝑂𝑓 𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝑆𝑒𝑎

I laid on the luxury couch with my lady in waiting who sat behind me while combing through my black hair. It was already noon which meant I had to go out and greet the people which i found to be very exhausting.

I rose my arm and looked at my fingernails, perfectly trimmed and filed to an almond shape. I felt the brush go through my head along with the memorized schedule of the day.

I groaned and sat up earning a tired sigh from Vanessa.

"Your highness..." she warned looking at me with an annoyed gaze.

"What?..." I asked. Vanessa tilted her head to the side and tapped the brush on the leather chair.

"You are being overly immature at the moment." She answered.

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

I groaned.

"Ugh! And so what?" I asked and abruptly got off the chair walking towards the balcony.

I could hear Vanessa's huff as I got to the balcony. The soft breeze blew at my face as I stared down at the people all of them going about their day.

Some of them saw me and began gossiping amongst themselves. I scoffed. Sixteen years since the catastrophe and now I'm here placed as a counterfeit princess. The people at the plaza would see me and bow their heads but it didn't hide their rottenly fake personality. I sighed and turned around facing an angered Vanessa.

"You need to stop frowning..." I said light heartedly.

She gave me a very disapproving look and folded her arms over her chest.

"And you need to behave more mature, your highness."

She said and walked over to me with fast even steps I turned my head away from her but she took my chin and forced me to look at her.

"You will be queen someday, I shall not have you acting like a little child."

I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to be a princess infact if I remembered properly I hated royalty and I still do more than anything else.

"There you go with the queen nonsense again," I turn back to the plaza.

"If the role is so important to you then why don't you take it?" I asked scowling down at the people as they completed their tasks.

I heard Vanessa sigh behind me, she and I have bantered like this for a very long time, it was almost as if we were polar opposite with contrasting roles. I didn't want to be queen meanwhile she wanted to be queen but I was the one on the throne.

"Oh, you know I wish I could, your highness," her voice had become gentle but still had slight irritation in it.

"But my duty is to keep you out of trouble and make you look..." she looked at me skeptically.

"...presentable." She finished.

I followed her gaze down my body, the white cotton robe was soft and ofcourse very expensive looking. It's fabric was almost transparent but I didn't care, I had under garments on anyway.

"Presentable?...for who?" I asked and walked back into the chamber, Vanessa followed behind.

"Well for your people ofcourse..." she answered.

I laughed mockingly.

"Those people?..." I pointed at the plaza.

"Are all scum...they hate me! They just pretend to adore me because the land would see drought if they don't." I said.