AN: Hi just saying I'm not really sure what time this is set in I want it to be old but modern so it will probably be old stuff for most of it but like modern clothes😅
^Hero's pov^
"Fuck no! I'm not doing that!" I scream and bang my fist against the table.
"You don't have a choice, boy!" my father shouts and glares at me.
"Really. So I'm just expected to be ok with this." I say my voice much quieter.
"Yes they will be here tomorrow." he tells me.
"What! I don't want to get married, I'm seventeen!" I say and stand up.
"Hero get your ass back here now!" dear old dad shouts at me as I storm out and out into the garden.
I sit down on my swing from when I was younger. I love this swing cause I put it up myself somewhere no one else could find its where I go when I need to think.
"FUCKING PRICK!!" I scream. I hate my father more than I can possibly explain.
He wants me to marry someone I have met once in my life and just expects me to go along with it.
I hate him. I'm seven-fucking-teen and I am betrothed to Princess Sofia. The snobbiest, bitchiest girl I've ever met.
I don't even want to be king I want to be normal, like the people down in the village, where it's simple. They're content with a simple life and are able to marry the person of their choice, someone they actually love, they can grow old with children without having to groom them into being the person they want them to be.
I often consider just ending it all, just bringing a knife to my throat and slicing. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't tried but every time I tried I seemed to think I'd someday meet someone who would make me want to stay, so instead I would cut my wrists I still have scares but I haven't done it in a while not since my mother almost found out.
"Hero where are you?" I hear my father shouts. I stand up and begin to walk to him.
^Jo's pov^
"Josephine my bag is at the door bring it to the car, we're already running late for our flight, and I need to look presentable when I meet Prince Hero." Princess Sofia tells me in that high pitched voice of hers.
"I already did it miss, everything is in the car we're just waiting for you." I tell her and help her down the steps while she lifts the ridiculously long dress. Why would you wear that on a two hour flight. Me myself I'm simply wearing a pair of black nike pros and my red champion hoodie.
Princess Sofia confuses me, she has everything she wants and yet she still wants more and more, she's never happy, even now when she's going to become the future queen of England and marry Prince Hero Fiennes Tiffin, she's mad that her older brother is getting control of Spain.
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The flight to England went well and by the time we're in the car to the palace I'm almost asleep.
"Josephine grab some of my bags!" Sofia's shrill voice cries out.
"Yes miss." I reply and take out two of her ridiculously heavy bags.
I go through the servant door and bring the bags to her room then go down stairs for the Princesses grand entrance that for some reason she must have.
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Hi so this is the first chapter and I'm actually really happy with it please read it and please vote 🗳 💗
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Je t'aime {Herophine}
Fanfiction*"Je t'aime" she tells me looking up at me with those amazing blue eyes of hers. "What does that mean?" I ask. "Does the grand Prince Hero not know French" she says giggling lightly. "No I don't, now what does it mean?" I grip her tighter and stare...
