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16... Most girls grin and laugh as they stare out the window waiting for their friends to pull up as they curl their hair and smooth there frilly pink dresses and straiten their "Birthday Girl" sashes. They would run down and swing open the door and whisper how "they'll be home alone tonight". They'd giggle and wave goodbye as the parents left and savored the last of the clean house. Explaining once more "no boys". When they were gone she would search for an empty bottle while her friends snickered and invited every boy on her contact list.... Me.... I had my hair done by a maid. I was given a long white lacy dress. And a veil. A small white flower dipped in blood was placed in my hands. I was told this was for my own good. I would be carrying on my Kingdoms name. I am Akira. Daughter of Sophia and Andrew. Princess of Scales Wind
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[A/N]: Hey guys! Before I post this story, I was going to give a little insight. A very good friend of mine and I decided to write this book, and what better way to recieve constructive critcism than to share with everyone here on wattpad? I'm proud to say that we're nearly finished with it, around three to five more chapters need to be written. However, I will gladly post two chapters a week. Depending on the length, I could possibly split each chapter in two. Enjoy! -Skye & Jasmine My attempts to sleep failed miserably as realization hit me. Tonight was my last night unattached to someone. I swung my legs to one side of the bed. My bare feet brushed the cold floor and sent shivers up my spine. Scotland is much warmer this time of year. I took a few steps toward the window, but before I got too far I heard chatter just outside my door. "She’ll never be happy with him." The first voice, a female, was barely audible. "She could be. She’s just upset about Benjamin." A second voice, a man, replied to the woman. "She’ll never love Derick." A hint of anger played beneath the surface of the woman’s voice. I lay back down after that, so much for Emma accepting our marriage. Unhappiness coursed through my body and I became furious. I’d never love Emma either; with that I went to sleep. I dreamt of my mother singing in the castle, her voice was loud and demanding. Her words flowed so freely from her mouth and danced playfully down the halls. She was in the throne room singing to my father just as she always did. Her song was about the way she learned to love my father. Most marriages in Scotland are arranged, and due to our beliefs they have to work out. My mother had always been so madly in love with my father, but he was hesitant because he had to leave the woman he loved so dearly. So he let her go…

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