I walk into my parents' office and take a seat in front of them.
“So, son we had something to tell you.” My father said. My father looks to my mother, a concerned look on her face.
“You will be getting married tomorrow night, get packed and tell your siblings, we leave in an hour.” My father said.
“What are you talking about,” I said.
“You will be getting married to Princess Ameilya Elena Luna Destiny Phoebe Morningstar.” My mother said.
“You both do know I have a girlfriend,” I said with an angered tone.
“You will not talk to us in that tone.” My father scolded me.
“I don’t even know who she is,” I said.
“Her kingdom is in Europe, she is 14 years old and you marrying her for you and her protection.” My father informed me.
“14?” I yelled. “She’s still a child.”
“We know but you have no choice we already finalized it when you were children.” My father said.
“How is that supposed to make anything better,” I yelled.
“Oh hush, child. You need a queen and she is a great candidate.”
“You talk about her as if she just a thing,” I say. “Mother, please tell me this is a joke.”
“I’m sorry son, we are not joking nor are we tricking you, now please go and pack and tell your siblings to come into our office.” My mother said softly. “But let me show you a picture of her when she was a baby and what she looks like now. Here.”
She hands me a picture of me holding a baby with blue hair. “Why is her hair blue, don’t tell her parents are that sick that they dye the poor child's hair blue,” I say.
“She was born that way.” My mother said. “Here is a picture of her now.”
It was her and two other girls and a man, her and the two other girls wore long dresses that hugged their curves.
“Fine, but I will never forgive you for you,” I said and storm out of my room.
I was in my garden when a maid came and told me my father wanted to talk to me.
I get to the room and walk in, I don’t even bother to knock because it’s not like he’s doing anything in there.
There was a family of 7, 2 daughters, 3 sons, and of course a mom and a dad.
They all turn their head towards me.
“You called for me,” I said.
“Yes, please sit.” He said and I sat down. “Maid please call Izzy, Ellie, Derek, Marcellus. Now.” My father yells.
“Damn, daddy you didn’t have to yell,” I said.
Yes, I still call my dad daddy and I’m 14, leave me alone.
“Now, I need you to bear with me, okay.” He said slowly.
“Okay,” I say slowly as well. “But why are you talking so slow.”
“I heard it calms women down.” He said with a shrug. “Now, Alexander please sit down.” A tall man sat down in the armchair next to me.
“Ameilya, tomorrow night, you will be getting married to Prince Alexander.”
“What!” I yell and stand up from my chair. “But daddy I don’t want to get married,” I said. I had just wanted to have a good day but instead, I wake up to this crap.
“You have no choice, I’m just trying to keep you safe.” Daddy said.
“I don’t even know the guy,” I yelled.
“Don’t worry, he’s not like that.” Daddy said.
The door burst open.
“What this about my sister getting married to 17 years old man,” Marcellus said.
“Boy if you don’t be quiet,” Izzy said. “You always coming into a room with a whole bunch of noise.”
Marcellus walked up to daddys’ desk and slammed his hands into it. “You better be joking old man.”
“You broke the desk again,” I yell.
“You don’t have a choice anyway.” Daddy said. “After you get married you will move to their kingdom and rule with him when the time comes.”
“Okay, the wedding will be at 11 pm. Okay.”
“So you’re just going to leave it at that,” Marcellus said.
“There’s no winning, sometimes you need to know when to stop fighting,” I said. “Plus, I don’t feel like fighting today. I’ll be in my room if anyone needs me. Oh and Marcy doesn’t do anything stupid.”
I start to leave the room, “Don’t you want to meet your soon-to-be in-laws.” Daddy said in a weird voice.
“This is Andrew, Aiden, Alexander, April, Adriana.”
Andrew, Aiden, and Alexander were tall, fit men, they all had black hair with brown eyes. April and Adriana looked like they were twins they had brown hair with light green eyes.
“And this is King Mo and Queen Sofia.”
King Mo had brown hair and light green eyes, he was a little taller than his sons and Queen Sofia had black hair with brown hair she was kind of short.
“Well, it is very nice to me you all,” I say and then bow.
“Wait you can’t go in your room. We have to go in the pool.” Izzy reminded me.
“Fine, please get Keisha and Phil.”
She walked out of the room.
“Well we all need to put on our bath suits,” I said.