I sat in utter silence as I heard the others discussions about my future.. At this moment, I could care less.. My main focus is that of the stranger.. My nightly dreams led me no where to finding out who he truly was.. It's almost as if he was a figment of my imagination.

"Don't you agree, Nicole?" I snapped out of my own head and looked upon my mother. "I'm sorry, what?" I heard Prince Orton scoff.. "Daydreaming again.. Clearly this woman is not fit to be my queen." I stood from my seat. "Or you are not fit to be my king.. Don't forget the reason why we are uniting our kingdoms, Prince Orton.. Your family needs this marriage more than our family does.. Now if you still wish for our family to help you instead of completely demolishing whatever is left of you, I demand you treat me with respect and honor."

"Respect and honor? What is to be respected and honorable of you?" I smirked "You should respect and honor the fact that I have agreed to this pitiful marriage.. You're job is not to insult me and be rude to everyone in this palace.. You're only job is to sit there and look happy as we head into this devil's event we are disguising as a wedding." I looked as our parents stared at me, shocked.

"Now, you all are to continue your dreadful planning.. But I will excuse myself from it." I walked out of the room and headed to the flower garden, the scent of sweet holy flowers removing my anger.. I stared at a white rose as memories of my stranger reappeared.. Making me wish I were marrying him instead of that devil-sent prince.