My father is waiting by the front door when I get back to the castle. I could see the excitement in his eyes and I didn't like it. He doesn't know Darlig like I do ever since I was twelve he has looked at me like a prize not a princess. I wish I could make my own choices.
"My dearest Princess Lila how did your picnic go?" He pushes me into his study and seats me in the princess chair.
"It was lovely father, Darlig absolutely admires me." I tried to sound cheery really I did. I smile and wait for the second shoe to drop.
"That is marvelous because... well my dearest daughter the wedding is tomorrow." I stand up quickly and glare at my father.
"Tomorrow? But why so soon I thought we had a week?" He looks at me calmly then stands up.
"I know it is soon but I need you married and you know this." I turn on my heel and walk up the stairs. In my room u sit on my bed pondering the news I have just recieved. I guess I was just putting off the inevitable. Prince Darlig is as good as any prince but he just isn't kind and warm. As those two words roll through my mind a picture of green eyes flash at me. No... I shake the thoughts out of my head and pull out an emerald ball dress. A knock sounds on my door and I ly the dress on the bed. I pull the door open to reveal Princess Elli.
"Princess." I curtsy and allow her entrance to my room.
"Lila I heard the news. Congratulations my dearest little sister." Her smirk was beautiful yet mocking.
"Thank you. I am so happy to be marrying Prince Darlig." I clench my teeth and make my voice pleasant.
"You should be. He is so very handsome and very smart." My sister married Prince Jacovi at age sixteen and has been married for two years even though her husband is a ruthless man capable of terrible things.
"I am sister." She nods and leaves my room. A few minutes after she leaves bother knock disturbs me. I figured it was Princess Gemma but I open it to find Malick staring back at me. He pushes past me into my room without asking. He turns around with a glint in his eye and his famous smirk. I suddenly feel the urge to punch him. He opens his mouth to speak and I reach out with my fist hearing the crunch as it connects with his jaw.
"What was that for? I have never been punched by a princess. That hurt like hell." He sits at my vanity and stares at me with wide eyes.
"I felt like punching you... so I did." I sit on my bed and wait for the news he has brought.
"I heard about the change of the date." He stares at me as if waiting for my surprised reaction, when it doesn't come he continues. "I wanted to say congratulations and to let you know that I am to pick you up tomorrow to bring you to the Finsly Castle." I nod and stand up.
"Is it awful for me to say I don't want to marry Darlig?" His eyes flash to mine and then he looks away.
"Is it awful if I don't want you too?" I think I miss heard him because what I thought he said seems impossible.
"What was that?" He coughs and looks at me.
"Oh, I said...um...I said 'It's not awful but it's good for you.'" He barely covered what he said. I laugh and twirl around the room, his eyes follow my every move.
He stands up, bows, and then leaves. I quickly change before opening the door to my next visitor which happens to be Princess Gemma.
"Princess Gemma." I curtsy and allow her in.
"Little sister you look beautiful. I want to congratulate you. You will be a lovely bride." I nod and she leaves before I say anything.