Loyal Royal Subject (A King George III x Reader)

Arrival

My fell out of my bed as the ship slammed into the dock. Today I would meet my future husband King George the Third of England. 

"Your highness, there is a carriage ready for you!" A voice called before my door was bust open and my luggage was taken. A man grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the boat. 

"You have no need to drag me! I will go willingly!" I yelled. The man let go of me. I don't understand why they think I'm going to run, I mean I'm as shocked as anyone I am going to be married to the king of England, but I know as the eldest daughter of a duke I would one day be forced into a marriage, but still the man I was going to be wed to was shocking. A shorter man with short brown hair was standing in front of the carriage. 

"Your highness Y/n Dauphine, I'm Samuel Seabury, a close advisor to the king and I'll be escorting to the palace and helping you prepare for tonight's dinner where you will meet the king," he said with a quick bow. 

"Well it's an honor to meet you Mr. Seabury," I said. 

"Please call me Samuel," he said as he opened the carriage door and helped me in. As soon as we were in the carriage started to move

"It is currently 2:30 and your dinner with his royal highness starts at 6. When we get to the palace maids will bathe you, do your hair and makeup and then you'll have an hour to mentally prepare. Does that sound like a plan Duchess Y/n?" He asked. I just nodded. To be honest I was barely paying attention, I was staring out the window, watching London pass me. It was beautiful. 

"Y/n are you alright?" Samuel asked, this snapped me out  of my trance. 

"Yeah, I'm just a little nervous that's all," I managed to spit out. 

"It's okay to be nervous Y/n. Everyone is nervous the first time they meet the king, well you're probably even more nervous because you are going to marry him!" Seabury exclaimed. I just continued to stare out the window. What would he be like? Would he be as mad as everyone said. I could feel the sticky late June air come through the window. London was a lot different than the French country side. 

We pulled up to the palace, it was a lot bigger than I imaged. The carriage doors opened and Samuel quickly helped me out of the carriage. 

"Let me show you to your room," He said, escorting me into the palace and up a massive bedroom. The bed had bedposts engraved with gold and a bear skin rug in front of the fireplace. 

"Wow," I managed to spit out. There were three maids in the room. 

"These three ladies will help you prepare for the night. While they bathe you I will inform the king of your arrival," Seabury said. And with that the maids dragged me to the bathroom as Seabury left. 

~King George's POV~

I paced around the throne room tirelessly. She should be here by now. My future queen. I hope we get along well because I don't want to marry someone I don't get along with. If I don't get along with her I could always have her beheaded. 

"Sire!" A familiar voice called. I saw Seabury running into the throne room. 

"Is she here?" I asked. 

"Yes sire, she is preparing for tonight's dinner as we speak," Seabury exclaimed. 

"How was she?" I asked. 

"A little shy," Seabury said. 

"Shy! I don't want a shy queen," I exclaimed as I sat on my throne. 

"Sire people have different ways of dealing with stress, maybe she just becomes shy when she is nervous," Seabury said. 

"I guess you're right. I bet I'm just as anxious as she is." 

~Time skip Y/n's POV~

I sat on my bed. I had been scrubbed, had my makeup and hair done and then dressed and I was waiting for Seabury to come in and tell me I could go downstairs. About 10 minutes later he showed up. 

"Your highness, the king is ready for you now," Seabury said. With that I slowly got up and was escorted by Seabury to the dinning room. We opened the doors and there he was, King George the Third. 

A/n I hope you like the first chapter, I'm sorry it's a little short, but I hope you enjoy it!