Jojen Reed One Shots

Princess

Y/N POV:

"But I dont want to go!" I complain to my mother and father as my hand maidens packed up my bags

"Y/n darling we wish there was some other option but we dont, this is the only way the Island can remain separate from the rule of the iron throne" my mother explains "we promise we will visit and as soon as you bare a son you and your betroth can come to the island and live in the castle" she says

"so I just have to what! sit and wait up in the mountains for that stupid boy to impregnate me" I complain trying to make the hand maidens stop packing my things

"Basicly yes" my father shrugs

"why cant I rule over Limia alone, why must I marry?" I ask

"you know the law Y/n only a princess married can take the throne of Limia" my mother explains

"fine then why cant I marry a boy from the island? hold a archery contest or something" I suggest

"you know you cant marry a commoner you must at least have a lord, you have been betrothed to the son of house reed your whole life y/n why is this suddenly a problem?" my father sighs having some wine

"Because father, I have never even met the boy, our marriage was arranged before I even came out to womb, and he was what four months old? neither of us had any say in it!" I complain "and if I am to return as queen of Limia why doesn't he just come here" I complain

"because you are to become a reed Y/n weather you like it or not, you are going to become Y/n reed so you must go there to marry then return here if you so choose to take your throne" my father laughs

"once I pump a baby out can i divorce him?" I ask

"once I have a grand son you can have him murdered if you want" my mother laughs as I grab my bear from someone who was trying to back it

"I'm sure he isn't that bad y/n, he is a lord after all" my father laughs

"No he is not, his father is" I complain cuddling my bear

"yeah and your not royalty, your parents are" my father laughs "just learn to love him y/n and hope the boy is shooting straight" my dad laughs

"dont you remember, y/n all the little letters you used to write to each other, all those cute little drawings you two used to send to each other when you where little" my mother smiles pulling me to try and make me pack a little bit "dont you remember who got you little bobo bear?" she smiles

"he didn't, his family just sent it for me" I sigh looking at my bear I had had it since the day I was born it was went by my betroths family for when I was born, my little bobo bear still in as good condition as the day I got him

"I've still never met him, I know nothing about him, we haven't written in years, I dont even know what he looks like, the most I know about him is the little dresses and things his family sends me on my birthday" I complain

"well, just imagine how much he must be looking forward to seeing you for the first time" my mother smiles helping me pick a dress to travel in

JOJEN'S POV:

"But I dont want her here" I complain

"Oh stop complaining Jojen" my father tells me as people began clearing space in my room making space for my soon to be wife "hurry it up she'll be here in two days" he tells the staff

"But i dont want here here!" I say again "what am i meant to do with her?" I ask

"your meant to give me a bloody grandchild" My father laughs