Though the night passed, sounds of sadness rang through the air. A mourning. Our soldiers. 5,000 left for dead in our harbor. Many were husbands, daughters, or sons. They were dropped in the sea as a sign of a new tide.
"What do we tell the people?" My sister, Amora asked our father.
"We bury the traitors, and sink the dead." King Trajan declares as maids and butlers scurry.
"What of the enemy?" I questioned.
"They'll be at dinner, do not embarrass me Amianityi. We plan to discuss a treaty." With a turn he walks out the doors of the balcony.
"Don't let father get to you. He means well." Amora reassures me.
"He always means well." Grabbing my wrist that still showed proof of my fathers 'meaning well'. We walked away from the balcony towards our rooms, mine closest to the Kings suite. My mother is somewhere in the castle, likely in the library. As I walk into my room I sense a presence, and as I turn I realize it is just Rycen.
"Princess." She curtsies, moving towards me.
"Enough Rycen. I have to get ready for the Luncheon. Our guests" The word leaving a foul taste in my mouth," will be here shortly."
"Emira left you a gift while you were gone. The green dress with pockets is finished, but I assume this isn't the time to wear it." She moves to grab it and show it off.
"Maybe next time."
"Quite alright, what do you want to wear to the Luncheon?" She glides toward the closet.
"The light blue dress." I say moving to my favorite dress.
"As you wish." Rycen moves the dress out as to inspect it, "Are you sure you want this? It's a momentous occasion tonight."
"The day my father decides that I have to marry a boy from Themisa." A roll of my dark eyes make Rycen stand suddenly.
"I'll have you know that Eric and Matrun are very fine boys. They have class and are lovely, they will treat you with great respect."
"Father says it would be more of me being one of the boys whores. But as long as the war stops, he is okay with sending his 17 year old to be a whore for a 19 or 22 year old."
"You're still young. When you get older you will realize that age is nothing. Look at me and Wilburn. I'm 22 and hes 30. But we fell in love with persona-"
A sudden knock made our attention turn to the door.
"Come in." I say.
"Princess Amianityi the Princes are here." The boat ride from Themisa to Villarreal is a 10 hour ride.
"Thank you?" I look at the man no older then 30.
"Vertin, permission to talk freely?" I nod.
"Thank you Vertin. We will be down shortly."
"As you wish, I was instructed to be apart of you and your sisters protection detail until the guests left.
He closes my door on his way out.
"Let's get you ready we already wasted enough time."
A/N 490 Words. If you have any critiques or comments I would love to hear them.
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