The Rebel Nobility

Chapter 4

No one's POV
(third person???)

Lisanna read and reread her invitation over and over. Her daughter, Natasha, had recently been called to the castle grounds, but at what cost? What could've gone wrong?

The mother of one put on her best looking dress, which was the white high-low, flow-y, silky smooth, lacey dress she wore on her wedding day.

Ah, memories. The mom sighed.

She grabbed a pair of heels consisting of mainly straps, after doing her makeup and hair to look presentable, and headed to her car.

After she drove and parked on Royal grounds, she took quick photos to reminisce on later. It was exactly 10 o'clock sharp when she seated herself in the conference room, as the invitation specified.

~(same POV, different)~ ~(household)~

Teresa slid on her best evening dress, and her husband busied himself with his tux cuffs.

"What do you think the King wants with us? We've given him everything. Most of our money, hell, even our daughter!" The mother exclaimed.

"I'm not aware, dear, let's just get there and find out. Okay?" The man calmed her. She nodded in understanding.

After she applied some light, natural makeup, the woman grabbed some lightly colored shoes and headed to the car.

Her husband, only a few seconds behind her, rushed after the prestigious mother and tied his shoes in the car.

Shortly after, they began their short journey to the palace grounds.

Though, when they did arrive they noticed a sleek, black car, although beautiful, it didn't belong there. The couple looked at each other in wonder, but opened their doors anyway.

Teresa detected, out the corner of her eye, a white figure rush into the castle. She followed her and spotted the figure was of one she's seen once or twice.

"L... Lisanna?" She stuttered a little. The two were best friends in grade school, but rarely spoke after graduation.

"Teresa?" The silhouette spun around in notice of the brunette woman, and Lisanna was suddenly filled with energy at sight of her old friend.

"Teresa!" She jumped up and ran to her, arms outstretched.

"Lisanna!" She gasped when they did meet and hugged. Lisanna wrapped her arms around Teresa and let slight tears fall down her eyes.

When they did pull away, Lisanna sniffled and laughed, "sorry, I cry when I feel super happy. Or any super emotion."

"It's okay," Teresa forgave her, "me too."

They both wiped away their tears, and sniffled a little. The one husband that was present stiffened at the slight awkwardness before letting out a little cough. Teresa spun around.

"Oh! This is my husband, Terry. Terry, this is my best friend from high school, Lisanna," she introduced the two.

"Good evening, Lady," he bowed slightly.

"Miss Lisanna! Terry and Teresa! Enough socialization!" The King's voice rang through out the room the 4 of them were in.

"King Stephen!" Lisanna giggled, "oh, it's been so long! May I?" She asked, questioning for a hug.

"You know it!" Then, she ran into his arms, and he spun her around in a hug; the two were practically siblings they were so close.

"Queen Leah," Lisanna bowed, as the queen was ever so elegant and intimidating. However, Lisanna treated her as one of the others.

"Oh you look so lovely in this shade of lilac-" she began.

"It's lavender." The Queen cut her short.

Lisanna stumbled upon words to respond with, but fell short with nothing.

"You still... Look nice..?" She said as the queen strutted by, leaving her in the past. The four of them socialized and spoke, but Lisanna was excluded. She wasn't even in the group, she stood out and fumbled with her hands.

(same mama lisanna, same)

"Lisa, dear! Come on over here, this is when Stephen tells us the important stuff," Teresa beckoned her over.

Lisanna's 15 year old Social Anxiety kicked in just a little and she shuffled over to the group, keeping her eyes on the ground; averted from Queen Leah.

"Okay, take this in slowly. The party was not a celebratory finance. It was to find a suitable queen for our son, the Prince.

"And we've narrowed it down to your daughters."

At this Lisanna gasped in surprise, MY daughter! My little baby!

And Terry fainted, my little girl... Grown up, getting married...

And Teresa caught the fainting husband, fanned him, and let out a tiny squeak, OUR daughters?!

"Y... You chose our daughters?" Lisanna asked, "I don't understand."

"We simply picked and chose who we'd approve of for Prince Theo. And Natasha and Adela were it," King Stephen explained.

"I'm getting very old, so it's best Theo be wedded soon," Stephen added.

"No! We went to high school together! Don't let the readers know I'm old!" Lisanna joked. Teresa laughed as well as Terry, who had awoken from his falling-out, to lighten the mood.

"Anyways," the Queen butted in, trying to hurry the conversation along.

What? Like you got places to be?

"Oh! Right, anyways, your girls will be staying here, on palace grounds, until a Princess is decided. We need all of their things here ASAP, please. Sebastian!" Stephen called a butler in, "a couple nice and tidy rooms would be lovely, thanks."

The butler nodded and speed-walked away.

"Well, I deem it best we tie this up now, we have a meeting with... People, let's go dear," Leah hurried Stephen along. Stephen nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I will see you guys later, alright?" He concluded.

"Ah-! King, if I may, where are our daughters right now?" Teresa asked.

"Oh. We assigned them a couple body guards, they're at the beach having a grand ole time. You should drive by!" He finished as he walked through a dark Victorian door frame.

"Why would they be at the beach..?"

~

Still no one's POV
:)

"C'mon! You losers pass me the ball!" Adela announced, blocking the wondrous boy with bright green eyes from catching the large beach ball.

They'd be best friends.