Inspired by TehPeaceMaker 's Prince Of France. My faaaave💕
"Find me the prettiest, most amazing woman in the kingdom to be my wife. I won't have it any other way." I told my little brother, Jaxon, who rolled his eyes and stuck his fork in his dinner. My mother cleared her throat and glanced at my father, who was clenching his teeth and running his hands along his jawline. He was pissed.
"Justinan, we already discussed that your bride will be someone of the Carol family. All of Colonel Carol's daughters are ladies and I feel that they will be a perfect-" I cut him off with my laughter. Was he serious? "Father, I want a lady but not those ladies. What could they possibly have to offer me? I've seen many women in this country that are just like them and none of them catch my eye." My father let out a heavy sigh. "Pattie, get your son."
My mother rose to her feet and walked down the table to where me and my siblings were sitting. "Justinan, honey, I think that you should listen to your father on this one. Colonel Carol's daughters are the fairest in this country, you know that already. They both were raised to someday be your wife. Which one you choose is up to you but they are your match. This was settled long before you were born."
I slammed my fists on the table. "This is bullshit! I'm entitled to pick my own wife and the fact that all of you are taking this away from me is absurd." Jaxon and Jazmyn both watched us argue it out for a couple minutes before I finally gave up.
"You know what, fine! Fine. Have it your way. Bring me the daughters."
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"Your highness, I present to you Colonel Carol and his two daughters; Lady Elizabeth and Lady Eliza of France." One of our servers said with a smile and opened the doors for their family. My father stood up and greeted them before walking over to where I was sitting with the girls on his arms. "Justinan, these are the women I was telling you about earlier." They both bowed before me.
"Elizabeth is the eldest daughter. She is lovely, isn't she?" My father said, making the blonde girl blush. She was around 5'5, light blue eyes, pale skin, and was dressed in one of her best blue gowns. Her sister on the other hand had darker hair, green eyes, and dressed in a tight black dress. Neither of them had any type of curves anywhere. They were like poles, straight up and down. "This is Eliza, she's the youngest. She's only fifteen but-"
I choked on my water and eyed my father viciously. "You've got to be kidding me.." I mumbled to myself. "Father, this is crazy. I'm sorry ladies, you're both beautiful, but you're not the women for me." They both looked shocked and looked at my father to see what he would say to me. He just stared at me until my mother came over and cleared her throat. "Dinner is ready, my family. We're having Justinan's favorite tonight."
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Part two? I was thinking about making this into a story buuuut idk.
