[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT) A Prince, rumored to be the demon. He's a real definition of darkness. He was a great warrior and was never in history defeated in battle. He was feared by many and he was seen as a threat to other kingdom. *** The Prince Lorcan was excellent in Fencing at a very small age. He came with the head of the chief Army each time he return from the battlefield. He made other kingdoms fear him, he had most kingdom in his control and this made the villagers saw him as a Wicked Prince. He killed whomever went against him without thinking twice. As a Princess from a The Great Kingdom Santok. She was seen as the doll of the family, she was dressed up in Elegant gown with Heavy Jewelries . She hardly stepped out of the house. She was really guarded in the palace. She was King Albert's only Princess and she never left the walls of the Palace only on Occasions. She rejected Suitors because they were either too Proud or Greedy for her Father's wealth. Most Princes from Far Nations came to seek for her hand in marriage just to take leadership as the next king. She didn't want that, she wanted true love. The Kingdom of Santok was slowly falling apart, then he seeked help from King Reagan, and a condition was given to him stating that his Princess must marry his Son. This was a big deal for King Albert so he had no other choice than to accept just so that the Kingdom would retain their Pride. Now The Princess is forced to marry the Rumored Demon.
Princess Reina stayed in her chambers as she cried her eyes out. She had refused to eat anything for dinner.
She got the most shocking news tonight at the Kings and Chief executives Council meeting that she'd be getting married to Prince Lorcan of Samai Kingdom.
She left the meeting and ran to her chambers, locking herself up in her room refusing to come down for dinner.
[At the Dinning Table]
The Royal Family were seated at the Dinning for dinner. The table was made of gold and it was a table that was Big enough for twenty people. There were several dishes served with drinks and bowls of different fruits.
King Albert and his wife Queen Zenith sat together with the Two Princes talking while enjoying their meal.
Queen Zenith sat quietly. She barely touched her food. Apparently she wasn't happy with the King's decision. She still would love to have her only Princess around but saving the kingdom was more important.
She was so close to Princess Reina that she knew everything about her, her likes, dislikes, her love life, how she wished to be married to a gorgeous Prince.
And now she didn't get to decide. She's been forced into marrying the Prince of the Kingdom of Samai.
King Albert looked around and wondered where the Princess was.
"Where's my Princess?." He asked looking at the Queen who was already moody.
"I think she's up in her room." Prince Rowan answered.
Few maidens were putting more food on the table and more came in with food trays.
"Mm..Could you take some food up to Princess Reina?." Seems she wouldn't be joining us for dinner. Queen Zenith with her nice British accent.
"Yes Your Highness" she bowed. She got up a tray filled with different foods and fruits to Reina's room.
"Ha! He couldn't even kill a snake. Instead he screamed like a lady." Prince Lionel The older Brother of Prince Rowan laughed.
"Father, you know I'm a great warrior. You wouldn't believe this he just said. Right Father?." Prince Roman let out chuckle.
They were interrupted by the Maid.
"The Princess refused to eat anything and she ordered that I left her room. She also requested no one comes speak to her and that she would like to be left alone Your Highness." She bowed.
The King turned to the Queen with a shocking look while the Princes stared at the Maid.
"You may leave" the Queen ordered.
"Excuse me Your Highness." She stood up and walked to Princess Reina's room.
"Father, it seems Reina isn't happy with them Marriage." Prince Rowan took a sip from the golden cup filled with wine.
"We've got to do this for the Kingdom Rowan. We've got a reputation to maintain. Only King Reagan could help us and since getting the Princess married to Prince Lorcan would save our Kingdom I'm afraid we've got no other option." The King replied.
"But Father, isn't Prince Lorcan the dangerous Demon Prince we've been hearing about? Why taking that risk? What if he hurts Reina?
Prince Lionel was now worried about his sister."
"We made a sealed deal Son, the Both Kingdom wants the same thing. We want to save our Kingdom and they want to save theirs. Getting the Princess married to the Prince of Samai Kingdom would help protect our people. We've got good weapons and they've got more Armies . Above that They've got a Strong Prince, He has always came victorious in every war he went for.
So that's an advantage. " the sixty year old king Smirked and his eyes went to Prince Lionel who ate quietly enjoying his meal.
"I hope so Father." He chewed.
"Our soon to be King. How ready are you for your coronation?." He smiled..
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"Reina?." The Queen knocked. She placed her ears on the huge silver door.
"Mother?" Reina called. She lifted her head from the pillow that was now wet from tears.
"Was told you refused to eat anything." She said worriedly. Reina said no word. She wiped some tears off her face with the back of her hand then she walked open the door.
"My Beautiful Princess " The Queen walked in and placed her hand on her face. Reina quickly looked away angrily and walked to her bed.
There was her high bed with a red designed canopy above it. It had a Half closed red extravagant long linen curtain. The bed was neatly arranged with four soft pillows and a thick comforter. The bed was designed with golden bed frames and it brightened the room.
There was also an attractive ornate Golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling. By the wall were large miniature paintings.
At the corner was a huge mirror with gold designs at the top and there was a small stool In front of it. That was The Princess Dress table.
The Carpet was designed with rectangular red and gold color with nice Phoenix Pattern placed in the middle of the gigantic master bedroom.
The Queen sat with her. "My Princess would you want to be angry at your Mother few days before your wedding?." She smiled warmly.
Reina turned to her and sat up. "I don't want to get married yet Mother." She frowned.
"You know the reason we agreed to this. Do it for your Father. Do it for your kingdom and your people. You're my Brave Princess. I've got faith in you." She brushed a strand of hair that fell on her face.
" He's rumored to be the Demon Prince, Mother. I'm a bit scared" she hugged her.
"He wouldn't hurt you. He only hurt his enemies and clearly you ain't one. You'd be his wife soon and he'd love and protect you. I believe you both would get along just fine. Just be a good wife." She stroked her hair.
" I'll miss you Mother. Don't know how I'd live without you. You've always been apart of my life and I mostly wake up to your kisses planter on my head every morning." She sobbed.
"You could always come over to visit Reina. And I'll miss you too My Princess. Yes, remember to keep your underwear's properly,you shouldn't let your husband see them. " she teased.
"Motherrrrr!!." She blushed.
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