I CAN'T MARRY HIM

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God damn it! I have my own choice to make. The king shouldn't continue making choices over me.

Why does he want to please others and displease his daughter?

I have been living my whole life without mingling with boys. Moreover, he caused it. He never wanted to see me with a boy, and why does he want to change now?

I don't care about what he will benefit from getting me married to someone I haven't seen in my entire life.

Who knows if the prince has mistresses?

What if, after marrying me, he will get tired of me and then decide to dumb me?

Will my father accept me back into his house?

There is only one week remaining until the so-called marriage they are trying to force me into.

Men are not people to easily trust. You put your whole trust in them, they disappoint you, leaving you alone on the tree hanging, and if no one comes for rescue, then the ground will be waiting for your arrival.

Even if my parents live a happy marriage, they still have issues along the way. Submitting to a man doesn't please me all the time.

Sometimes you don't have a choice on your own. Sometimes they treat you like trash but they still need you to obey their command.

But how did I know all these things even when I don't mingle with boys?

Of course my parents. I will see how they will go into an argument because my mother, the queen, is trying to do something for herself but my father will always stop her from doing so, and she has no choice but to obey him after a long argument, not only because he is a king but also because he is her husband.

Not only have I seen it from my parents, but I also read it in books, about what women go through in an unhappy marriage or when forced to marry someone you don't love.

My books have always kept me company since childhood but now someone more important than anything in this world has finally come to my rescue.

My handmaid, who happens to also be the head of the palace maidens, 'Shu.

Living in this big palace was always boring unless my mother came over to spend some time with me.

But now, I have someone that no one can separate us from, not even my father.

She understands me better than my mother does Leaving the kingdom without her will be impossible.

My name is 'FEN' but she prefers calling me "Ai," meaning a beautiful flower.

Wait! Beautiful?

Yes, of course, am always looking beautiful and shining like a rose flower even without makeup. I have a lovely body that most men can't resist, curvaceous in ways. The lovely perky breasts which can turn your thinking mentality when you sight them, a cute bubble butt, gorgeous thighs, great legs, and everything has a flow to it. Fair skin, smooth and soft to touch, with my long brown hair that almost reaches my waist but thank God for Shu who always decorates it with beautiful flowers.

And lastly, my gray eyes, always with a charming smile on my face.

I sat on my bed staring at the wide mirror placed on the wall. I decided to move closer to take a good look at myself.

I almost fell when I stepped on the edge of my pinky royal gown.

I stood in front of the mirror. I looked at my dress, it wasn't looking that bad and it was a new dress that was bought by Shu with her own money. I will forever remain grateful for her unconditional love for me.

I was still admiring myself in the mirror when a knock came from the door.

"Yes, who is there?" I asked.

"It's me, Lee" her voice came from the door.

Oh, sorry the door is locked, just give me a second. I said as I Look around the room to see if something was not well kept. This is because I like neatness, I clean my room sometimes without waiting for any servant to come and arrange it for me and it has been a habit for me since I was growing up. Sometimes, I feel like after seeing the dirtiness of my room, they might go and gossip about me, thinking that I'm a dirty princess, but I never give them a chance to see my room as a dirty room. I don't trust everyone in the palace, especially the male servants, that's why my room is always locked inside.

I proceed to reach out for the door, after noticing that my room is well kept. I opened the door and found Lee standing at the door entrance. When she saw me, she gazed at me and almost forgot to greet me.

Lee, what are you staring at? I asked her and she immediately composed herself and greeted me.

"Am sorry my princess, I was carried away. Good morning my princess" She shyly responded and greeted me.

"You were carried away by what in particular?" I asked the shy Lee who was not comfortable standing in my presence.

"My princess, I..I.." Lee stammered.

"Lee, you what?" I yelled at her and she composed herself.

"I was carried away by your dress." She finally speaks out.

"Oh, now I see. So why were you carried away by my dress?" I asked her.

"My princess, your breakfast is ready," Lee replied, trying to dodge my question. But she wasn't the only one that was smart here. I can see her body shaking which shows that she was afraid because I reacted to her admiration towards me. Sometimes I wonder why they are always afraid of me. Even though I don't treat them harshly like the way a princess may treat her servants, they find it hard to speak out, or maybe it is because they see the way I speak to my father sometimes. Because my father can be so annoying sometimes that I won't even respect the fact that he is a king not to talk of being my father.

"I ask you a simple question Lee and I need an answer," I spoke with a serious tone.

"It's just that I haven't seen you in this dress before and you look beautiful, in it, that's why I almost forget myself," Lee answered.

"So you mean, you monitor my dress outfit?" I asked jokingly but with a serious expression.

"Ah! No, my princess." Lee answered, trying to kneel on the floor to apologize. I gave her a wide smile and stopped her from kneeling but she was so shocked to see me smiling at her.

"Thank you! Thank you, my princess." Lee panicked.

"No problem," I answered.

"Sorry, you were saying something about breakfast." I reminded her.

"Yes, my Princess. Your breakfast is ready and the king asked me to call you." Lee answered but she was still shivering a little and didn't want me to know so she decided to tip-tap her feet on the ground like she was in a hurry.

"Okay, I can see you are in a hurry," I said to her and she sharply answered.

"Yes, my Princess!"

"Alright, you can go then. Tell the king that I will join them soon." I freed her from the fear or anyhow you call it, and she immediately left.

I entered my room and slammed the door. I wasn't in my right senses when my father broke the marriage arrangement between me and our neighboring kingdom's prince. The kingdom of Decresh.

Someone I have no idea of neither did he know me.

After spending some minutes in my room, I decided to leave for the dining room to take my breakfast. On reaching the table, the king and the queen were already enjoying their meal.

It occurs to me that they don't care about my feeding, if they did, they would have waited for my arrival. They didn't bother sending anyone to call me. Wait! What?

They didn't send anybody to call me for breakfast?

They did, but I didn't come immediately. They should have sent another person to come and check on me, to know why I didn't come out immediately, but they never bothered.

"My beautiful princess good…" My father wanted to say something but stopped abruptly. He took a good look at me from head to toes, or maybe I should say from heaven to earth. Because his gaze was beyond imagination. Surprisingly, my mother was also staring at me. Nevertheless, the male servants were also staring at me.

I wanted to ask why they were staring at me that way but I maintained myself because I already know what they were staring at the dress. I walked up to the dining table ignoring their gaze but I can still feel their eyes on me. I sat down to start eating but suddenly stopped when I heard someone's voice asking a question.

"Did you buy this dress for her?" It was my father. He was asking my mother.