Diamond Empire

Chapter 1

(Hi! I'm your author. I really hope you enjoy my story. And just to clarify, i'm not really going to describe the characters because I want the readers to be able to customize the characters in their head however they would like (and i'm lazy). So please enjoy the story!)

"You'll never be a proper princess"

"You're weak"

"You disgrace your family"

Mirrors haunt me. I can't escape their words. But why? Where are the words coming from? They play repeatedly. Where am I? All I can see is a red velvet couch and mirrors. So many mirrors. I'm in a purple dress. Which doesn't make sense. Mother never lets me wear purple. She says its too appealing, yet she tried so hard to marry me off. Her efforts finally worked. And he's a monster. I take a seat on the couch and try to re-gather my thoughts. Suddenly, someone burst through the mirrors. And I awaken.

I sigh. That's the fourth night in a row. I continue to have this dream, but I never reach past the mirrors shattering. Just as I start to get out of bed, I hear talking, or more so yelling.

"Your highness, you can't-"

"I can do as I please," an all-to-familiar voice shouts. Poor Jane. She is just doing her job. I sit at my vanity and start to brush my hair. I check my face. I'm sweating. I guess the dream bothered me more than I had thought. Just then my bedroom door burst open.

"Ah my beautiful fiancee." Dorian stands at the tale of my bed and watches me as I brush my hair. I gaze at his face in the mirror and instantly regret it. He gives me a vile look, and I know what is coming next.

"Good morning my love." The word makes me sick. Love. I don't love him. Quite the opposite, actually. After checking that my hair is properly fixed, I walk to him. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," he grabs my chin and examines my face. "Are you?"

Fighting every urge to move away, I reply calmly. "I'm fine. Is something wrong? You seem upset." His grip tightens on my face as his eyes grow cold. Or colder, for that matter.

"Why aren't I allowed in your room?"

"You are, my lord."

"Then why did you're maid try to stop me from coming in?"

"She is most likely just not used to the new rules."

"Get rid of her."

"But she is a family maid, and has been assisting me for a very long time. It would break my heart to let her go," He lets go of my face and turns away.

"Very well." I sigh in relief. Then suddenly, he turns around and slaps me. Hard. I collapse to the ground as my vision gets blurry. All I can see is a figure moving in front of me. I clench my face.

"Get up," Dorian barks. When I prove "incapable," he grabs my hair and yanks me up. He forces me to face him, as I clench my fist. "Since we are keeping that maid, make sure she knows the rules." He brings me closer to his face. "My rules." He drops me and walks out of the room as Jane rushes in.