Ambition And Wedding

Wedding Nightmare

Arya lay on her bed as tears rolled down the corner of her eye. How could her dad take such a decision without her conscent. She wanted to be free and a strong lady. She had no will to marry anyone and that too the prince of such a small kingdom.
She rubbed her eyes and sat at the window caressing her unsheathed sword until a soft hug curled upon her.
She forced a sile as she hugged her younger sister , Aranya .
"Will you leave me alone?" Sshe said biting her lips to forbid her voice from stammering bit her eyes betrayed. Arya pulled her close as she embraced her sibling.
" I wont ..." she smiled her brave encouraging smile .
Deep inside though she had no other option planned but she was too stubborn to give up. Aranya left as Arya got up to practice her war skills.
She couldn't concentrate . Her shots went astray as she strolled into the backyard to get some peace within herself. She felt helpless . Maybe her father was the king but it was her life after all. She had to plan a way out . No way she was going to be the maid of desire to any men, she had always been waiting to take the reign of her kingdom someday .