CHAPTER TWO: I DON'T WANT TO MARRY HER

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Jayson's black car pulled over in front of a massive mansion, he stepped out and walk in like he owns the place, the pushed the door open to behold a young woman sitting on the couch with a bottle of whiskey in her hand, she was causally drinking directly from the bottle.

she slowly rised up her face to behold Jayson.

" baby, what took you so long?" she complained, she dropped the bottle on the table and went over to Jayson, she hugged him pressing herself on him.

" was dealing with the king" Jayson replied as he too hugged her back .

slowly she pulled away, she offered him a seat which he gladly accept.

" you're always dealing with the king, what's it this time around" she asked as she pour some whiskey into a glass for him, she passed it to him.

" he wants me to get married" Jayson answered as he gulp down the drink in one go, he offered her his glass, which she happily refill.

" did you inform him that you have a girlfriend?" the girl inquired staring at Jayson.

" of course I did, but you know my father.." Jayson said.

" my father is King Hathaway Saenger of Wethersfield, did you tell him that I am the crown princess of Wethersfield?" said asked.

" he thinks you're a who*e" Jayson said, the girl dropped her bottle and face him.

" let me guess, he wants you to marry so local girl, because he believes that classic girls like I am are not wife material"

" Becky, you know I will never leave you no matter what"

Jayson said, he reached towards her and kissed her on the lips.

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later that night, Jayson had a serious agreement with his family, his little sister wanted to care less about everything but at the end she gave up .

" why can't you all just let him marry someone he loves?" she questioned, it was no doubt that if they can arrange married for the crown prince why wouldn't they do the same for her the crown princess.

" Becky Hathaway is not your rightful wife " the king insisted.

" the girl seems like a maniac to me" the Queen said.

" she's an amazing and fantastic person, you haven't even gotten to know her yet" Jayson objected.

the king and queen has had enough of Jayson's misbehaviour, thus both of them stood up and made to leave.

" I DON'T WANT TO MARRY HER, AND I WON'T". Jayson said.

the king stopped on his track, he slowly turned around to look at his son.

" I am your father, you dare not disobey" the king said.

Jayson could only tighten his fist in anger.

what is wrong with his father?

what has suddenly gotten into him?

his father had never imposed anything on him before do why now?

" am in love with Becky Hathaway" Jayson voiced out, maybe if his father hears his confession he will understand.

" you're just lusting after her " the king answered before he walked away with his wife leading him.

princess Kelly, knew that she will be the next to be married after her brother, thus she must help her brother show their father that love is a powerful thing.

she made up her mind to assist her brother as she didn't want to be married against her wish, she wants to experience this thing called Love, she wants to understand what it is.

as casual as always, she walked out of the Castle with two maids threading behind her.

" take me to Wethersfield" she instructed, a guard who bowed before her, he gently lead her to a car.

Jayson knocked his table over, he was angry, the anger is killing him.

how can he marry a girl who he doesn't know, this is adjourned.

should he run away with Becky Hathaway?

no, his the crown prince, he doesn't want to lose his tittle.

then what should he do?

all his life, nothing if such has ever happened to him, so why now.

he picked up his phone, dial a number, the person picked on first ring.

" my prince" came the greeting.

" I need you to do something for me" Jayson said in an authorised tune.

" what is it my prince?"

" it's about the girl who am being forced to marry".

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" Mama, where should I put these ?" a girl asked, she was holding a basket of vegetables, she has long brown hair, blueish eyes, and a brown skin.

" keep them over there" a middle aged woman said, she pointed at a corner where a table was.

both women where currently in the kitchen making dinner for the family.

it was a mother and daughter time.

they talked about different things, laughed and Crack jokes,

the family was a simple family of five, three children, two girls and a boy, with their father and mother, it was a middle class family.

later on another girl came in, she brought out plates, give it to the older woman to dish the food.

" isn't Mama, the greatest Cook?" the younger girl Nichols asked.

" indeed she is" the second girl Klein answered.

" I do appreciate your compliments but, get these foods to your father and brother, they did be starving by now" the older woman said.

the girls laughed, bend and took the food away.