The hidden flame

Chapter one

I wake to the early morning sun beating through my rooms large square window above my bed. I sit up spotting the neatly folded set of clothes placed on the end of my bed probably by rose. Climbing out of bed my crimson silk night gown falls to mid thigh hight, most people would consider a piece of clothing as this one scandalous but not me I adore the colour red and it's also a beautiful gown for when you have guests in your bed.

I slip on a grey, tight fitting long sleeved shirt and a pair of black leather pants accompanied by my favourite pair of heeled boots. Wandering into the bathroom I do what I need to do and then move on to the matter of my hair, it has a million knots as I do my best to brush them all out but once I get to the back of my head I can't reach so I call for Allison my hand maid and best friend "Allison I need help" I yell Incase she's down stairs and can't hear me but to my surprise she arrives quickly and ready to help with whatever I need.

"Hey, I need you to try get these knots out of my hair. I can't reach." Smiling, she walks over, taking the brush from my hand and putting it at the bottom of my hair, slowly working her way up and before I know it she's finished, all the knots are out leaving my hair thick and silky, now that I'm finally done and starving I head down to the training room before breakfast as Allison makes my massive bed and puts all the million pillows back on that I Chucked off before bed, most of them are just for show anyway.
I speed walk to the training room so I'm not late for breakfast, I know my father loves having a family breakfast but training is Like an addiction for me, I need it everyday at least once, usually in the morning and after dinner but today it doesn't look I'm going to get that session in when I hear my name being yelled repeatedly like a prayer "Jules Jules Jules." maybe I'll just train for two hours tonight to make up for missing out this morning. Yes that'll work.
I turn around to see Anthony, my father's servant. He is running toward me huffing and puffing. I didn't realise how fast I was walking but I must have been pretty fast to make him run.
"What's the matter Anthony?"
Buffs and puffs again trying to get more air into his screaming lungs before trying to speak again.
Finally got his breathing under control and clearly very out of shape if he gets that winded from running a few feet. " your parents need you in the dinning hall, they said it's important and just between you and me they look serious."
Great so I have to deal with serious parents without a workout session this will be good, I haven't worked off any of my daily frustrations of being the high princess and now I have to deal with more stress without getting rid of the other stress. Perfect.

The two guards wearing heavy green armour turn to push the massive ten foot double mahogany doors open, revealing my father at the head of the table and my mother across from him, I take a seat so I'm facing my mother and my father is on my left. They are both eating a mix of fruits from the table overflowing with delicacies such as butter glazed croissants filled with rich chocolate and sweet lemon turnovers, i plop a Turnover on my plate and some pineapple and berries to make it a little more healthy but also to give me the strength for this conversation and the two hour workout I need to have. I have to be on the top of my game at all times.
I take a small piece of pineapple at the same time my father looks over to me "Jules there is something your mother and I have been wanting to discuss with you for a few weeks now but we wanted to wait for all the signatures to return first." My mind goes blank, I have no idea what they're talking about but I'm intrigued.
My parents share a concerned glance before he says what I assume is the reason I'm here. "A few weeks ago we sent a letter to all the four kings asking if they would allow their sons to compete in a tournament for your hand in marriage," no no no absolutely not no way they wouldn't do this to me, they can't. My mother takes over " last night we received four letters,"