A couple torturing weeks later a royal carriage came to pick my family and up to take to the royal palace. The wedding was in a month. Nevertheless, it was supposed to be in half a year, but of course, my mother pushed it to be sooner. She insisted to the king the sooner he retired the better off he’d be after having to run the kingdom for so long. There was never a time when I could get away from the wedding planning. From flowers to the wedding dress to the colors of the wedding decorations, it was all too much for me. The only time I could really get away from it was when I went to go see Majesty in the barn. Soon enough I could see the carriage coming into view and my mom rushed me into grabbing my things. The people in town had heard about my betrothal to the prince and when they heard my family and I would be escorted to the castle, a mob of people was crowded around the house. I grabbed my small bag of clothes and opened the door. I was told I didn’t need to bring many clothes since there would be many waiting for me in the palace. I smiled at the many recognizable faces as I walked toward the approaching white carriage. My head snapped toward the whining of horses. The man conducting the horses on where to go was flicking a whip at them to speed up. My brows kneaded together in disapproval as I marched toward the now stopping carriage. I handed my bag to a guard and ripped the whip out of the man's hand, my face only inches from his. I glared at him.
“Don’t.” I scolded. He looked at me with a surprised expression. I ignored him and walked to the four beautiful horses. Each of them was white, just like the carriage. “I apologize for this mans brutal behavior. Are you alright?” I asked placing one hand under the front left horse’s chin and petting his face gently.
“We are now. Thank you for your kindness.” I smiled.
“It’s my job.”
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The ride was bumpy and long. Mom went on and on about what kind of dress I should consider wearing and talking to my brother about what he thought about her style ideas. He was going to be the best man at the wedding since he was my brother and also one of the prince’s best friends. I sat next to my father while mother sat next to Coda. Dad leaned over to me.
“Do you remember when we used to play with those wood swords I made for us to train with?” I smiled at the memory. When dad was in a good mood he’d make fun games for us to play that still contributed training into it.
“Yeah, I remember.” He pointed out the window to the approaching view of the shimmering castle.
“Here, there are no wooden swords. This is the real thing.” I cocked an eyebrow trying to understand where he was going with this. “And in that castle is also where my baby girl is going to show those lazy soldiers what a real soldier is.” I smiled cheerfully at him.
“You really think so dad?”
“I know so.” My smile faded.
“But no woman has ever become a full-fledged soldier before. You know it’s looked down upon here...” He placed a hand on my knee reassuringly.
"Then it looks like you'll be the first. Besides, you'll be queen soon. You'll have the power to change the rules." I nodded and looked back out the window. Before I could go back into any of my thoughts, Coda cut in.
"I can't believe I'm going to have to take orders from my own sister." I shrugged.
"It's not my fault. The royal family requested it and I agreed. Not like you'll listen to me anyway." We glanced at each other and laughed. The thumping of the horses' hooves on the dirt pathways turned into sharper clicking noises. We must be on stone now. The large The large main doors came into view, and there standing at the entrance was the king and queen. Where was Beckham? I was helped out of the luxury carriage when we came to a stop. I curtsied elegantly to the royal family.
“Good morning your highness.” The king bowed only his head to me. People of few ranks had to fully honor those of higher rank to show respect. Since I was still a commoner, I wasn’t surprised he’d only done so much as tipped his head to me.
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Romance*Mature Content* She'd been raised from the start to be different: a warrior rather than your typical maiden. Bliss had been trained by her military father in the hopes that she would one day become one of Aridonya's most elite soldiers, a protector...
