CHERRY
"What on Beheria were you thinking, Cherry?!" My mother scolded me at the dinner table, in front of my two youngest twin brothers, Zavier and Casiun, little sister, Zypher, and my father.
"I was thinking I did right for myself, mother. Did you honestly think I would want a future with that...that..." My lips curled downward. What should I call him? He didn't deserve to be called his title in my opinion. I was still infuriated that he called me a child.
"You're acting like a child." She shook her head, upset.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I honestly didn't see the big issue here. Courtship leads to engagements and engagements lead to big weddings and becoming husband and wife. The thing with Infernals, once wedded, it's for life. No divorce or separation. Your souls bind into one for eternity.
I don't want to be forced into that. I didn't want that at all. I was still young and I was looking for something wild in my life. I didn't want my mother to get in the way of that and I didn't want anyone else getting in the way of my freedom.
"Cherry, princess," my father says, gaining my attention. "King Vhyl is a couple of thousands of years older than you but I promise you he's a good match for you. This is coming from a father that lived many centuries." He smiled and took a long sip of his wine.
I sighed and used my fork to stab at my broccoli. I heard my brothers fussing with one another over who will finish eating their supper first. They always came up with silly things to compete over. But it is not a shock given their fifteen years. They even debated on whose horns will grow longer. Boys will forever be boys. Zypher on the other hand was always aware of her surroundings. She always ate her food in peace and watched things unfold or read a book. She was only eight and her little horns were so small and she was becoming a little mature with the passing days.
"We only want the best for you, Cherry." My mother voiced the subject once again. "All of my children are destined for something great. You're the first to experience it and I want you to be a better example for your siblings."
I huffed out air, my annoyance coming back even stronger. "Mother, please."
"He's perfect for you, Cherry." My mother continued. "You will be a Queen."
"Maybe I don't want to be a Queen!" I yelled at her, standing to my feet, completely over this conversation. I could feel everyone's eyes on me.
"Cherry! Cherry!" My mother repeatedly called my name as I walked out of the family dining room.
The journey back to my room was a struggle for me. Though the halls were quiet, my mind was working on my parents' words. Sighing, I was thankful that my guards opened my chamber doors instantly and closed them once I was inside. I walked over to my bed and flopped down. Tension immediately left my shoulders and my back while I lay on my stomach. I inhaled then exhaled a couple of breaths. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.
Gosh. I regret talking to my mother in such a way and ignoring her but I wish she'd stop trying to force something I am not ready for on me. I understand my mother and father want nothing but the best for me but let me be the one to decide when I want to wed. This is my life and I will not hand it over so easily.
The sudden sound of jingles hit my ears causing my eyes to open instantly at the sound. I saw the sparkly dust of a tornado happen in the center of my bedroom. A familiar feminine laugh hit my ears as the sparkly dust of a tornado continued until coming to a stop after a big 'poof'. I sit up with a huge smile on my face when I saw my long-time friend Victoria. She was a pixie. Her wings were a glowing shade of dark blue and her hair stopped barely above her shoulders. Her dark blue skin was covered in white glittery dust. After the long pat down on her dress, her eyes found mine, and a smile formed on her lips.
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