The Queen and Crown Prince

Chapter One

I saw France's soil. I was now visiting my fiancé , whatever that is, for the first time. I was ten. Five years ago I was betrothed or whatever to Alexander. I heard he was nice. I was to spend two weeks with him while I was in France. He was thirteen. We were different. Would he like me? He doesn't have to. He just has to marry me once I turn fifteen. I have to produce at least one heir to the throne. How fun? I don't understand why. I don't understand any of this. Why do I have to marry someone?

I woke up. I remembered the day I went to France when I was ten. I'm fourteen now. Three months till I was fifteen. I was to marry on my birthday. I remember he was snobby and rude. He made fun of me when he found out I loved to read and didn't like to wear dresses. I have to wear dresses my mother said. She used to let me not wear them, just pants and a tunic, but when Alexander complained I looked like a man in a tunic and pants, she said from now I had to wear a dress and look like a proper woman. The dress I wore today was specially made just to make a good impression on the French court.

Before now, it was just me seeing the Queen and Alexander, but now I would be meeting the King and his court and the other sons. They would be my family. My mother would not come. I don't know why. I saw Alexander with his four brothers, Brice, Theodore, James, and Timothy. Eldest out of five. I had no siblings. Usually the crown goes to the eldest boy, but my father died in war after I was born. It was his line to keep, so my mother could not bare another child unless it deemed the bastard child and not fit to be king, so it was me the crown will be passed down to. I had to wear a tiara till I turned fifteen, on that day I will be crowned queen of England and France along with the crowing of Alexander as king. After my wedding of course. I fixed my tiara as we came to shore. Had to present myself nicely mother said.

I hated it. Too flashy. This was my public tiara, my other one was small and dainty.

I walked off the ship, and curtsied to king and queen.

"Welcome, Your Highness." King Abner said. I gave him a small smile.

"You look lovely. Just as lovely as you were when you were ten, dear." Queen Elizabeth said.

"Not as lovely as you, Your Majesty." I said to her.

"Why thank you dear." She said. I smiled. I saw Alexander. He bowed and kissed my hand. I hate it. He gave me this look, despise. I know he hates me. He loves Tatiana. She was a girl who went to prepatory school with him. I'd rather him be with her. I wouldn't want to be with a reached being.

"You look beautiful." He said coldy. I gave him a fake smile. Everyone could tell it was fake. The Queen never cared. She only wanted the marriage, not the fact her son was happy. He told me when I was ten he would make my life miserable. Let the miserableness begin.

We walked to the carriage. It was to take us to the castle. I saw Brice smile. He was the one to make me feel like I belonged in French Court. Brice helped me in the carriage, and when his hand touched mine, I felt a spark. I sat down in the seat beside Alexander. He was looking out the window the whole way to the castle. I smiled at Brice, who sat across from me. Smiling was always fake for me, but Brice could truly make me smile. NO! I can't. I could be hanged for treason and adulatory. He was probably gonna take Tatiana as his mistress. It was wretched how he could take a mistress, but I was gonna be bound to him forever, unhappy and alone.

When we arrived at the castle, Brice and Alexander took my trunks to my room, and by the time I got up there, King Abner was up there too.

"I am so very sorry about Alexander. I will talk to him and make sure he isn't so ill to you." He told me. I nodded and smiled. They pitied me. I hated it. I was a Queen of one country and soon to be Queen of another. I did not want anyone's pity. As I was putting my dresses away, I heard a knock on the door. It was Brice.

"I missed you." He told me. I smiled as we hugged. He was my best friend. My only friend other than my ladies, four of the closest people I know. We have been together since I was four. I had feelings for him, but A) we could never be together, and B) even if we could, I was pretty sure he had feelings for someone else or just didn't like me.

"It sucks seeing you with my brother. He is so troublesome and horrible." he told me. I smiled into his chest. He pulled away and looked into his eyes, they were a beautiful sea blue. Then he leaned in and kissed me. It was soft. My first kiss. He pulled away, and then ran off. I don't know what was worse, the fact I committed capital treason or that he kissed me and ran off.

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