The Throne

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Anna's POV

"Congrats again Anna" Meghan says then hugs me.

"Thanks."

I only told William, Kate, Harry, and Meghan that I was going to propose to Christen so needless to say it shocked the family. It shocked them so much that we have to have a family meeting.

"Where is your fiancée?" Kate asks.

"She couldn't be here. She has a game right now." I say then look at the time. "She actually plays in an hour so I really need this meeting to hurry up."

"Who are they playing?"

"Scotland."

"Anna it's time." Harry says and hugs me. "Congrats by the way."

Harry, Meghan, William, Kate, and I walk to the family meeting room and then head in and sit.

As I sit down I notice people in the room who I've never met before.

"William who are all these people?" I whisper as people talk around us.

I'm sitting in-between him and Harry.

"Lawyers, historians, lawmakers, politicians...basically anybody who The Queen thinks can help with this situation." William says.

"Cover your ears." I whisper to William, Kate, Harry, and Meghan.

They nod and cover their ears.

"HEY." I yell and everyone shuts up. "Would somebody like to tell me what the hell is going on?"

"Princess..." some guy in a suit that I've never met starts to say, but I cut him off.

"STOP." I yell and he shuts up. "This is a family meeting so if you're not family get the fuck out."

"Annabeth they need to be here." Father says.

"I'm not having this meeting with people I don't know in the room so hurry and decide because I have a fiancée to watch."

Father sighs and tells everyone who isn't family to leave.

As they're leaving I text Christen.

Me: Good luck My Love. I love you so so much and I can't wait to watch you kick Scotland's ass.

My Queen👑💚: Thank you baby. I love you too. I'll call after the game.

Me: I eagerly await the sound of your angelic voice

"You know you're about to marry her right? You don't need to flirt." Harry says.

"Oh shush Harry." Meghan says and lightly smacks his arm. "Flirting is always nice."

"Okay let's start." Father says.

"Finally." I mumble.

There's then a period of silence

"Well fucking get on with it." I say.

"Are you sure you want to marry this girl?" The Queen asks.

"I'm 1 million percent sure that I am going to marry this woman."

"Well I highly doubt that."

"And why is that your majesty?" I say and my voice is dripping with sarcasm.

"Because I'm making you choose."

"Choose between what?"

"You have to either break up with Christen or renounce your claim to the throne." The Queen says.