The Chosen Woman

Who did not know about the big family of Remmornian?

It was the nickname of one of the four major families that leaded the Region of the kingdom.

The Remornian were the royal patrons of the family. Almost all of their skills were state Protector and guardian.

Yeah.

However, some of the pure Remmornian family members were also very good at internet programming. But unfortunately, almost all members of the Remmornian family had always been inherited by male descendants. And it was very rare for them to have female offspring over the years.

Almost all of the Remmornian families seemed so happy that day. But it was not with Haeland– The family of the ruler of the kingdom, and Alley– The family who wanted to replace Haeland's position of power in the kingdom region.

The order was the order.

Whatever the ordered, she would obey them.

She was Greisy. She was the part of Remmornian Family.

She seemed standing in front of the door with a sad look and a very hurt heart at the door.

She did not know exactly what the Crown Prince's order meant, what she certainly knew was that the man was deliberately making the woman received a bad impression from all top brass of the country.

"Where's Chyril? Why do he take so long?" the one who asked was the Queen of the country – Rowena Darla Haeland.

The woman was very graceful with a half tie in her long straight hair.

The luxurious suit she was wearing looked black and it added to the graceful side of the woman with snow-white skin and black eyes.

When she looked at her watch, her round face shape was very charming, then when she looked at the closed door, her long lashes seemed to adorn her slightly squinted eyes.

"It is unusual for our Crown Prince to arrive late, the Advisory Classa is also absent. Any news about them?"

A middle-aged man standing to the right of the Queen of NTC looked at another man who was sitting at the corner of the table with a fairly loud voice.

"No sir, the staffs on duty have not received any news from the Crown Prince." answered someone who was asked. He was probably a Main Classa.

Kreeekkkk!

Slowly the luxurious meeting room door, opened.

"There he is, he's finally here!" .

They thought that the person they had been waiting for, had finally arrived, but alas, their eyes widened when they saw a young woman standing and stepping into the room.

"Daddy!" called Greisy to her father.

"Daddy?!"

"Daddy?!"

"Daddy?!" asked several people surprised to hear the call from Greisy for the Classa Protector of the Queen of the Country.

"Go out!" Greisy's father commanded in shock and anger.

"Sorry to interrupt, Your Majesty and My Honorable Queen! But we come to face you on the order of our Crown Prince– Cyrill who will be arriving shortly," the Crown Prince's Protector Classa saluted surprised everyone sitting at the conference table and stopped the Queen Protector Classa's steps

"W– What?"

"Could it be that she is the only female descendant of the Remmornian family who still left?" said an old man, shocking the whole room and making the queen of the country stunned for hiding Greisy's identity from the pure families of the country's leaders all this time.

"What did you just say?" The whole room was shocked to hear the news.

"Our Majesty will be here soon, please return to your place, Queen Protector Classa!"

"Sit down, Ian!" command of the Queen of the Country.

And that made Greisy's father with no other choice but to comply, even though he couldn't accept his daughter's presence there for granted.

"Cyril!" The Queen of State looked confused, "Where is he?"

"Our Crown Prince is on the way, Your Majesty," replied the Classa Protector of the Crown Prince while bowing and placing one hand on his chest, honoring the country's leader for a moment, then standing back up straight.

The nervous Greisy lowered her head,

"Grey!" And she looked back when she heard a woman's voice calling.

Her gaze grew sadder, also her heart hurt even more.

She was that woman's mother– Maida Kiana.

She who had heard the news of her daughter's arrival to the palace and had disrupted the morning's meeting, immediately came to the room and found her daughter there.

"Maida, Sorry!" said Classa Protector of the State Queen to his wife.

"Grei, Let's go out!" Greisy's mother walked quickly, full of emotion between her tired breaths and then when her hand was about to grab Greisy's wrist. "W–what?" her hand was thrown away by her daughter.

"No, I'm sorry, Mommy!" Greisy replied, refusing emphatically.

"Madam Maide, I advise you not to carelessly touch the hands of this country's future Crown Princess." said Classa of the Crown Prince Protector.

"What?!"

"What else do you talk about?"

"What? How come I never heard of this?" asked one by one the high ranking state officials who were sitting there.

"Zion, stop kidding!" asked the Father of the Crown Prince Protector Classa, he was from the Alley family.

"Dear, Main Classes. Truly, this woman has been chosen as a partner for our Crown Prince," the Crown Prince Protector Classa replied to the people there. "And that's right, she is the only descendant of the Remmornian family who is destined to marry our Honorable Crown Prince."

"I am going crazy. How come I just found out about it?" asked one of Haeland Family member.

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Two young men looked closely at Greisy Hawysia, meanwhile, Greisy seemed to have looked at her mother who was in front of her eyes.

One of that two young men looked angry, he was the Prince of the Country, Ewald Alley who was sitting in a calm manner so that the chaos would not increase.

The other was a slightly older male, he wore glasses on his face and smiled faintly when he heard the news from the Protector Classa.

"No, no way, since when did my daughter get in touch with the Crown Prince, I firmly believe…"

"Hmm!" Greisy smiled bitterly, she was really sad and it was not pretending. "Mommy, you underestimate me!" She continued, quietly.

"Of course, since you never cared about her, Madam!"

It was another male voice from outside the door. The Voice of the Crown Prince Advisory Classa who seemed to be walking after his Crown Prince.

"Cyrill!" called the Queen of State who had been trying to remain calm, then now started to stand up.

"Yeah, my dear Aunty!"

"Why are doing all this mess, Chyrill?" asked the Queen of State, trying to contain her anger.

"Hmm...!" The Crown Prince smiled playfully, he was disdainful. That's right, he was. "Mess?! Aren't you guys who have been hiding my life partner for all this time? Why am I the one accused of messing up here??" asked back Crown Prince.

Ah…

The Queen of the Country fell silent, she was unable to answer.

So on her son– The Prince of Country.

"Why… Why did I just find out that she is Chyrill's partner?" asked him, mutter softly.

The Prince of Country was quite surprised, he sat down on the seat of his existence.

Almost all the top brass of the country started to stand up and were about to leave. They didn't want to listen to the problems of the royal family.

Kaaakkk!

But alas, the door had been closed and the Crown Prince forbade them all to leave from there.

"Tell him! I want him to give his consent to me marriage to the woman I love here." The Crown Prince grabbed Greisy's arm and turned her body towards the Queen of the Country. "Tomorrow… I want to marry her tomorrow. Hurry up, or I will refuse to inherit the Royal Throne!" the Crown Prince insisted.

Didn't give any choice.

"Chyrill, stop playing around!"

"I'm not playing around!" replied the Crown Prince very quickly, he interrupted the words of the Queen of the Country's husband who was sitting on the right in front of his wife.

"If you want to get married then we need to prepare, how could a Crown Prince marry suddenly like that?" The Queen of State tried to convince the Crown Prince not to rush and rethink his will.

"That day also suddenly, didn't it? The day of termination of marriage between Hannah Clara Arsihean and Ian Lush Remmornian."

Kraaakkk The door was open again!

A middle-aged woman in a beautiful dress at the ankles seemed to be standing in front of another old woman in a beautiful dress.

"Cyrill!" called the middle-aged woman, so sad to hear the words of the Crown prince.