Drowned Out Love *ON HOLD

1. My Boring Old Life

POV: Trin's

"Princess Trin if you aren't done in the next five minutes, so help me god!"

As he finishes speaking I open the door and look mildly bored. I don't try to look that way but I can't shake the habit. It is so ingrained in my personality. I don't remember the last time I smiled or even frowned. My face has been void of all emotion for as long as I can remember. Nobody comments about it at least they don't say anything to me. Then again I'm royalty and the next in line for the thrown, so people never truly speak their mind around me.

As we walk toward the conference room I read over the speech that has been prepared for me. It is the same old explanation about taxes, rogues, and the most recent deaths during our very conflicted era. Why we have so many problems is a question I can never seem to answer. My tutors had done the most they could to prepare me, or at least that's what they told me after my coronation was scheduled.

I couldn't help but feel hatred towards my parents for letting things get so out of control during their reign. Believe me, they weren't lenient by any means, but there are so many problems left to me. When I was thirteen they died. I don't know how, but I don't really care because they weren't here. With that, since I was the next royal in line the council that had advised my parents continued to maintain order and governed us to the best of their ability.

When we reached the conference room door my escort stops and moves his hand to signal that I may enter. With that, I nod and as I go to walk through the door I hand my papers off kind of harshly. At that he grabs them and my eyes flick past his, and I see his deep charcoal eyes looking at me matching my stoic expression.

As I walk on the platform all of the cameras flash and shudder just as they normally do when I give a speech. In an hour I'll have people address what all the news sources are saying about anything from my apparel to the content of that press conference. Oh well, it's just the same old story. Every day at two o'clock sharp I stand here and talk about the most recent information that is deemed necessary for all the werewolves in my territory.

Punctuality is key. Especially after being a minute late once and we find everyone in a complete panic. It wasn't my fault, but everyone had their suspicions which they kept to themselves. Like always. That day we had to use a different route because some woman was banging on doors and hysterically calling out to someone. I wasn't told anything more than that she was a maid, and I had never heard of her since then.

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After the press release, I walk back to my room with Etric, my escort, trailing behind me as usual. I take up a leisurely pace, which I think annoys him, but I don't feel like sitting through an hour and half of music lessons right now. I think he knows what I'm up to because he lets out a deep breath like when children are acting really petty.

When we get to my room Etric opens the door and ushers me in. As normal he stays outside and I go to the music room in my suite and find my lady in waiting, waiting for me. I think she is about 23 years old, however, she always looks so sad and broken. She could be really beautiful if she actually wore her hair down, and wore clothes that worked with her figure and not hide it.

"Today you are going to be working on Canon in D Major. I don't want to hear any grumbling about it, your highness." She spoke meekly like I was some wild animal that could attack at any moment. "I am just following instructions left for me by Mr. Ruisseaux. He didn't tell why he wouldn't be here. Just that he wouldn't."

I don't know why she was trying to explain all of this to me because I didn't ask and I didn't care. I just nodded at what she told me and went to grab my violin which she had been holding. It was the same routine with the preparing of my music and getting the instrument I would use ready to be played.

There is nothing like the smell of rosin. I sit down and play for about 15 minutes or at least that's how long it felt before I started getting frustrated and pushing my stand over with the hand that held my bow. At the sound of my stand hitting the floor, my lady in waiting ran in and looked at the mess of paper.

I stood up, setting my violin down on my bench and stormed out. I guess Etric heard the crash because he was in my room with his charcoal eyes blazing as if expecting trouble. When I saw him I hissed out "I'm done for the day," and just stormed past him. Like always he was quick to follow and his eyes started to go back to their normal blue.

I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care. I just walked out of my rooms and down the hallway. Anyone in the hall seemed to disappear into rooms and down various halls at my appearance. There were a few guards walking in the direction I had just come from. As we got closer they moved to the side letting me pass. As I walked by I made eye contact with one of them and he strangely didn't look away. The other two noticed, and as soon as we were passed them he got an ear full of how what he did was disrespectful and how he should know his place.

I don't know if they knew we could still hear them, but I just rolled my eyes. Which actually got Etric to exhale like he had tried to stifle a laugh. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. When he saw he quickly removed all emotion from his face and went back to his usually stoic face.

I stopped walking and noticed we were in the library. I let out a "Hmph" because I didn't know why I had walked here. I noticed no one else around, so I turned to Etric and asked, " Speak your mind. Truthfully please." It wasn't really a question, but more of an order because I hated how people hardly ever spoke around me.

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If there are any errors then feel free to tell me. I am completely willing to listen to constructive criticism. I don't know if anyone will ever read this, but oh well if you see this then good for you, taking chances. I may also need a cover so if anyone does find this, and you want to help me out I would greatly appreciate it.