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S L A V E ~ 13

(Isabella ^^)

Justin

Walking through the halls of my home, I headed towards my fathers office for he had requested my presents a few hours ago.

    Today, as any other day felt the absolute same to me. I was filled with boredom and annoyance ever since I announced my engagement to Isabella. I was not able to go about as I pleased without having a guard by my side "you need protection" my mother would say, but I am more than capable of taking care of myself and yet, I was not allowed to do certain things that kept me occupied. In all honesty, before I returned from my vacation with my siblings, I did any and everything I wanted to; I kept parties, hung around with my mates and had .. a lot of lady acquaintances.

Now that I am home, I am being watched twenty-four/seven and that is not something that sits with me very well. I hate being told what I can and cannot do, I mean, my parents are already forcing me into a marriage that I do not want to be a part of - the least they can do, is stay out of my life. Isabella, I believe is a nice gal whenever she feels the need to be — she is indeed beautiful, but she is just not the one for me even though my parents cannot seem to realize that fact. The only reason I am even doing this, is because I want what is best for my country and if it means being in a relationship that I am against, then so be it.

Without knocking, I opened the door to my fathers office and walked in, instantly gaining his attention. He stopped penning on the paper that sat in front of him on his desk, and leaned against the back of his seat as a he folded his arms.

"You asked to see me?" I asked, closing the door behind me,

"I asked for your presence hours ago, Justin. Where have you been?"

"I was busy, but I am here now. What do you want?" I got straight to the point. I did not want to be in this office speaking of something I most likely won't think of twice. I really had no tolerance to be constantly speaking of the same thing over and over again.

My father looked at me keenly, before motioning towards the seat in front of him, "Have a seat, son" He said. I clenched my jaw and walked over to the silver tray in the corner which had a glass of un-opened wine and two glasses which sat beside it. I pulled the wine and poured the liquid in both glasses before handing a glass to my father and taking a seat with a glass of my own in hand.

"Thank you" He breathed out, taking a small sip,

"What is it that you want?" I brought the glass to my lips and took a sip also, "I do not acquire anything from you. I just wanted to talk"

"About what?" I raised my eyebrows, "Did mother put you up to this?"

"Not entirely, in all honesty. I know the past few days have been very stressful, to say the least. I reckon you feel a bit uneasy ..." he trailed off. "Considering I had no decision in this, I am more than uneasy"

"Justin, you know we are only trying to do what is best for you"

"And what about what I think is best for me, father? I am my own man, I am more than capable of making decisions for myself" I frowned, slightly griping my glass tighter in my hand. "We ... know you are. But you need to think about the future, Justin. This country only has you and you need to not only think about yourself, but also about the people who look to you to do nothing but make this country thrive. I won't be on this throne for much longer ... and just like me and everyone before me, you have to have a wife by your side" He stated,

I shook my head, "I understand you father, I do. But I am capable of choosing a wife for myself", I said, "I deserve to be happy and at least spend the rest of my life with someone that actually means something to me"