Princess In Training

This is as far as I go.

A MONTH LATER.
"King Caleb, Queen Jasmine, Prince Maximilian, welcome to the Mace Palace, God knows I am truly glad to have you all here" I say as I bow.

"Princess Amelia, have you changed your mind about divorcing Prince Maximilian?" King Caleb asks, I smile.

"No, I am as ready as I can be to declare myself divorced, your majesty" I answer, that does felt good.

"Why am I not surprised you were able to endure this? Well, a deal is a deal, you still want to divorce Maximilian, so you are free to leave the Mace Palace and return to your duties, Princess Amelia, further details on when the declare of divorce is to happen is still to be determined, does it seem fair, Princess Amelia?" King Caleb says, I bow.

"Yes, your majesty, thank you, your majesty, now if I may excused, I do want to leave this place" I say.

"You are not the only one, let us all retire" King Caleb says as he turns around and walks towards the exit, we all follow him.

"We need to talk" Obnoxious says.

"I really do not want to talk to you" I say.

"Amelia, a lot of things have happened since you were taken to Mace Palace, and we need to talk about a thing in particular" he says, I sigh.

"His majesty is going to determine when the declaration is to happen, is it possible for you to hold on to your pants for a little longer? In a matter of time you will be able to be with her for the rest of your life"  I say.

"I know I am, but I rather you find out through me than by someone else" Obnoxious says.

I freeze. This cannot be good, why do I feel he is about to stomp on my fragile little heart again.

"What is it?" I ask

"Mindy is pregnant" Obnoxious answers.

I just look at him. How is it that I am the one suffering? That my heart is the one getting destroyed, and how is it that everything is working just fine for him.

Love is a very sick game.

"Amelia..." "I spent a whole month starving, simply eating a small piece of bread and a glass of water, I kneeled on a corner for hours, and you what got me through that, the simple fact that I wouldn't have to deal with you anymore, now, I ask you, what have you suffered to get out of this marriage?" I ask him.

Obnoxious is silent.

"You cannot think of something and you know why is that?" I ask him.

"BECAUSE YOU HAVE NOR SUFFERED AT ALL" I snap at him.

"You two spent your birthday together in Palau, after  that I am sure you continue to see each other, I get injured and as I recover you keep on playing eternal lovers with her, then you finally get caught cheating, and I get thrown in that hell, and what you go on and do? Get your lover pregnant, so tell me Maximilian, why do you believe I should declare us divorced? Huh?" I ask him.

"I do not deserve it..." "I really do not want to hear your pathetic excuses, but know this much, it is your turn to suffer, so the King will be pleased to hear that all it took to change my mind is wanting to see you as miserable as I am" I say.

"Think..." "Of what? Mindy? The baby? Why should I? It is clear that nobody in this damn of a place cares about me, why should I care for anyone?" I ask.

"Please..." "You and I will be together until death does us part" I say as I walk away.

I lean against the door. I should have stayed in the Mace Palace. I should have remained as a prisoner.

"Princess Amelia" Lady Miranda calls.

"I do not have the head to deal with anything" I answer.

"I can see that, your highness, can I interest her highness on a cup of tea?" Lady Miranda asks and I shake my head.

I break down in tears.

I cannot hold it in anymore.
I cannot do this anymore.
Grandfather, forgive me.

I must surrender.

And there is only one way I can escape all this madness.

I walk towards my bedroom.

I close and lock the door behind me.

There is a clause only Grandfather, King Charles, and I know about. The clause they both understood would make me truly happy, truly free.

I place the letter on the night stand.

I reach for the dagger my grandfather gave me.

"Amelia, I pray you never have to resort to this, but if you have to, do it with this, it seems morbid, and I do not want this end for you, I simply prayed the King would change his mind, he did not, and now here we are, if you are to die because of the crown, do it with the piece of me that started it all" Grandfather's words come to me as I stare at the dagger.

What I am about to do is for the best.

All hail to the crown.