Now my story, is as typical as any other cliche love story. Girl has bad home life, meets charming prince, and lives happily ever after. Really, all of that is undoubtedly the truth. As a princess, I live in pure luxury now. Not that it really matters considering my Prince Charming isn't here.
He's currently in a foreign country, talking politics I believe. I miss him so much. His name is James. He has jet black hair, dark skin, dark brown eyes, stands at a height of 5'8 , and has a nice toned body. Everything that I want. Not that I ever expected I would get it. Yet, even though I have so many expensive and nice things. None of it means anything without him.
But suddenly I've found myself wondering about him. He leaves the castle so much and he hardly touches me anymore. When he comes home he doesn't say the same lovely words he used to. Not even a simple "I love you". It feels so cold lately. As if the heat and passion of our love is gone. Or really, as if it was never there.
Perhaps I'm just over thinking things, or being plain silly. Out of all the women in the land he did choose me. Plain, boring, poor, little old me. I'm not worth much, as my family has told me throughout all of my life. Yet when I first met prince James, he told me I was worth the moon and the stars. That I was irreplaceable. Now, I feel as if I'm a nuisance. Something unsightly in his eyes.
How can I fix that? How can I make him look at me the way that he used to? We've been together for only a year. Is he already tired of me? I've done everything I can to please him. To be good enough. Is it my looks, or my hair, the way I dress or act? I sincerely don't know and I'm very distraught. He's been gone for two weeks already, when he said he would be back after a week.
I'm highly worried. He went to Greece and I've seen the princess that resides there. She's absolutely breath-taking. You can tell she was born as royalty. The way she dresses, the way she talks, walks, and acts. It's all very refined and poised. Something that I've never mastered, considering I've grown up as a peasant.
Everybody absolutely adores princess Athena. They say she's as beautiful and as smart as their goddess who she is named after. So of course I'm worried. They say all it takes is one look and you're instantly in love with her. And I know that I'm not much, nothing at all actually. But I love him with everything I've got. And if he were ever to lose anything and everything. His looks, his wealth, his family and friends; I would still stay beside him. For my love for him is as strong as a waves pull, as necessary as a breath of air. Nobody could love him as much as I do.
"Princess Natasha!" My maid, Anna, shouted. I consider her my only friend in this castle. The rest only belittle me. Right now she looked so happy though. Her eyes were widened and she was practically skipping towards me.
"Yes, Anna? What has you so cheerful today?" I inquire.
"King James' airplane has just landed," she smiles widely at me.
"Really? He didn't call me to tell me he was returning today though," I pondered.
"Who cares? Maybe he has a surprise for you."
"Perhaps. I'm just wondering why he didn't tell me anything. He usually tells me everything," I mumbled. Not that he has been sharing things with me lately.
Nowadays I believe he's keeping secrets. Whenever I ask him questions he puts his hands in his pockets and looks away. Sometimes he even walks away. Or sometimes he's annoyed with my questions. He'll roll his eyes or give an exasperated sigh. When that happens I usually hang my head low so he won't see the tears in my eyes. Like I have said, things have suddenly become very cold in the castle. Even though I wish they weren't.
"Princess Natasha! Princess Natasha!" Anna booms once more.
"I'm sorry I was in my own little world. Please excuse me, but may you please repeat what you were saying?" I asked.
"The king has arrived. And is requesting your presence in the ballroom," she replies.
"Oh sorry. I shall be on my way then. I'll talk to you later."
I then proceed to the ballroom. I'm so excited to see James again that I grin and sprint towards the ballroom. It's very unladylike and I can feel the narrow eyes of the people around me, but I can't find it in myself to care. My lover is back and all I want is his embrace.
Yet as I walk in I feel a sudden chill down my spine. James is standing there with his arms crossed and his feet tapping. He seems annoyed, but I'm not worried. My husband has always been an impatient person. I smile to myself, he looks so lovely.
I cough a little to make my presence known and what I'm met with does make me worry. He flinches as he sees me and then proceeds to
crinkle his nose. As if he can't stand the sight of me."What's wrong, love?" I beg as I inspect his every move closely.
"Don't call me that! Don't call me any pet names!" He hisses at me.
"I'm sorry, my king. May I ask what's the matter?"
"You! You are what's the matter. You are ruining my life."
"I think stress is getting to you. You must be mistaken. I think I'll come back later when you've calmed down," I trembled.
"No, I am not mistaken. Your very sight makes me want to gag," he sneers. My hands then begin to shake.
"Have you hit your head? Because you're acting very silly. You love me and I love you."
"I do not. You were enchanting, alluring, mysterious. You were a mystery that I couldn't quite figure out. My life as a prince was extremely boring. Everything was predictable. My daily routine was so tiring. Then you came along with your mask and your missing shoe and I was entranced. Captured by the thrill of a chase. So when I finally caught you I thought I couldn't let you go. But after being together for 6 months you became boring. That meager peasant girl who tries so hard for approval. Yet you couldn't actually get it. All the other royals think you're a fool, not meant for royalty. And you clearly are not. Just a pathetic excuse for a queen really. You can't do anything right and you are worthless. How could I love someone like you?" Nathan snapped.
"Please, I can change dear. I can learn all the ways of a royal. I can become good enough for you," I cried as I hesitate forward towards my beloved. He just flinches away from my grasp.
"Don't touch me, peasant! And no, you can not change. Once a peasant always a peasant. I want you to leave my presence soon. I intend to marry the princess of Greece for she is a far better suitor than you'll ever be. I don't know how you even thought I could love you."
"But you can't make me leave. I have nowhere to go. How could you do this to me? I love you so much," I plead, not sure how I'm not a sobbing mess on the floor already.
"I don't care where you go. But as I am not so cruel, I shall give you a large sum of money. Enough that you can live off of for the rest of your pathetic life. But that's all I have to say. Leave my presence at once," he orders.
That's when I run. I go straight to our room and collapse on the bed. Sobbing and yelling as my heart breaks. I know I'm not much. With my tan skin, boring brown eyes, dead brunette hair, and average height of 5'4. I know I wasn't charming or gorgeous, or smart, but what I do know is that I love him with all of my heart. That I would never give up on him no matter what. Yet now it doesn't matter for he has let me go.
I don't understand why my life never goes correctly. Why it never lets me have happiness. Is it because I'm me, because I don't deserve it? Is it because I'm not worthy of love and joy? What must I do to have what everyone else has? I just can't comprehend all of this. I wonder if I would be better off dead. Now that I have nobody, it doesn't really matter. No one would miss me. With that though I drift off to sleep. Dreaming of abandonment, loneliness, and tears.
This is my first story here. I'm nervous about it really. It'll be multi-chaptered and I'm pretty sure they'll be weird updates on it. I'm not good at writing on a schedule lol.... Inspiration comes and goes really. But thanks to anyone who reads it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it 😊
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I Can't Make You Love Me
RomanceAnd they live happily ever after. But what if you don't? What if somewhere along the way things go wrong and your prince doesn't love you? Natasha can't believe any of this actually. Life is hard and finding love is harder. And heartbreak is...