Now, before the royal wedding took place, I was required to learn more about the history of Alanderia. One doesn't become Queen just like that, that would be rediculous!
I stared at the essay-like paper in front of me. The questions where fairly simple, especially since Nana had taught me everything about Alanderia's history.
What year is it? Well, that one was really easy, it's 2078.
What year did the American empire fall? Hmm, that was kind of a long time ago. Wasn't it 2019?
Who was the dictator at that time? Oh yes this one was really easy. His name was Donald J. Trump. The people who elected him to be their leader at that time must not've been thinking that straight.
What was the colony that thrived back then called? They called themselves Americans. They thought that they lived in a land of freedom. How wrong they where!
What did the Americans call their dictators? Presidents.
What specific event caused the American empire to fall? Their "president" had declared war with both a land called, "Russia" and a land called "China" at the same time. It was called World War III. The "Americans" had alliances with Canada and Mexico. They lost both wars unsurprisingly. But no one really did have a victory. The bombs they threw at each other had wiped our almost all of the colonies.
How did Alanderia form? The civilians who where still alive after the was decided to form an alliance. The people in the Russian territory formed a land called Imperiya. The people in the Asian territory formed a land called Xīn Dìguó, which translated means, "New Empire". And the people who where still left in America formed a land called Alanderia. Mexico and Canada merged with America, so Alanderia is pretty much the whole Northern Hemisphere. We still fight from time to time, but we all agreed not to have a huge war ever again.
While I was working on the questions, I felt someone watching me. I continued to work, when I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist.
"Hey, baby" Prince Ethan whispers in my ear. I blush and turn around to see him. I smile.
"Isn't it against the rules for you to be here while I fill out this form?" I laugh because he just look so adorable while I explain why they say he can't be here at this point in time, "They might think you're giving me the answers," I whisper.
"Oh never mind that. I am the Prince after all, I'm sure they'd understand," he then gets this sly look on his face. "Besides Arielle," he says, using my name, "I want you" he whispers as he nibbles my ear a bit.
I giggle, this is the best thing ever. "You're so sweet, but I have to finish this form so we can get married!"
"But I want you now"
That last sentence had a bit of an edge to it. Like... like it was more of a demand than a request. That put me off a bit. But, I could've imagined that edge. My imagination tended to run off sometimes. Besides, what was a little kiss?
"I'll give you a kiss," I say, because I really, really wanted to kiss him. "But, after that, I really must fill out this form"
"Fiiine" he pouts playfully. But something in his eyes tells me that he's just a little bit disappointed.
He wastes no time at all putting his lips on mine. He kisses me so tenderly, I loose all sense of reality. The room I was sitting in quickly melts away, along with the rest of the world. His breath tastes so sweet.... then I feel something unexpected enter my mouth. It was slimy and... well, it was his tongue. He was... French kissing me. I have never been French-kissed before. The feeling was different, and definately a bit odd. I let it continue though, his tongue slipping down my throat. I tried to get my tongue in his mouth as well. When I did, he let out a soft moan. He liked it. Maybe a little too much...
"Well Arielle, I hate to kiss and run, but I have important matters to attend. Being Prince and all, you understand..."
I didn't even get to reply before he dashes out of the room. I was left there to yet again think about what just took place.
I think I loved this guy.
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The Bride
Genç KurguArielle is a young 18 year-old girl chosen to be the next queen. She begins to suspect something is off, when she sees that the Prince calls more and more terrified handsmaids into his chambers for "secret meetings". As she comes to be more familiar...