MERAOQI

A man with long brown hair tied up neatly in a bun and long rectangular glasses stared at me with a smirk on his face. He slowly took off his glasses and placed them gently on his desk, stacking his papers in an organized manner.

"Where am I? Why am I here? How do you know my mom?"

"Slow down my dear. One question at a time. Let's start off with where you are and why you're here.." he said, sitting down on his desk, a little too close for my liking.

"You, miss Atalanta Izara Palmerin, are in the great country of Meraoqi. And as for why you are here..."

He paused for a second.

"You are here to compete for the prince of Meraoqi's heart."

My eyes widened and my mouth opened in shock.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

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Atalanta Izara Palmerin is a normal girl with a normal life She was born in Oswego, Illinois and grew up there for her whole life.

On Halloween night when she was 17 years old, her parents had died in a shooting at her school and she and her little brother, Evan, went to go live with her grandma in Chicago.

Two years later, she was kidnapped and brought to the country Meraoqi to compete to be the crown prince, Kol Opilio's crown princess.