It left the girl shocked. Shocked that she wanted to scream. Out of all of the future dukes in the world, Y/N thought, it had to be the one who I had a bad encounter with in the woods.
Her face changed into a sneer as she looked at Thomas. Her right eye twitched as the right part of her nose scrunched up. She didn't realized she was doing it until her brother, Blake, snapped her out of it, "Y/N, you're doing that look again."
"Right," Y/N snapped out. She took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. When she calmed down, she put up a fake smile, "it was a pleasure to meet you all.." she paused and looked at her mother, "Now mother, could I please be excused until the beginning of supper? I'm a bit tired, I just need a bit of rest." The Y/H/C haired girl pleaded to her mother as she pretended to be exhausted.
"But dear, you have to-"
Her mother was cut off by her father, "Oh, Y/M/N, let her rest, I'm sure they'll have their little conversation when it's time for supper," he paused and looked at his daughter, "go on darling, get some rest."
Y/N smiled in relief. She really needed to get her anger out. Although she felt a little guilty for pretending. But it was partly true, her being tired, who could even stay energetic after having yourself straddled on a horse, struggling on keeping your balance as you shoot arrows?
When she got into her room, she slammed the door shut so loud that it echoed through the whole floor of the palace. She then let it all out.
She plopped on her bed and buried her face with a pillow. She started screaming in the pillow like banshee though her screams are muffled from the pillow that is squished on her face. She pulled away from the pillow and grabbed a sword that was displayed in her room and started fencing with the bed post, leaving marks on it.
It was another doing that keeps her calm asides from running along the woods. Then she started ranting on herself, "arranged Marriage. THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING EVER! Having to marry that dimbo instead of my love? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THAT?!" She hits the bed post and she ends every single rant that came out of her. She continues to swish the sword on the bed post. Which creates the clanking kind of sound. (I don't know how to spell that sound, but imagine a metal knife being slightly dragged when it's being picked up..)
"RIDICULOUS!"
clank!
"UTTERLY.."
clank!
"RIDICULOUS!"
clank!
Soon, her door opened. She already knew it was her mother, she never knocks. Y/N looked at her mother, "Mum, Him?! Marriage?!" The girl cried out as she planted her sword harshly on the ground. "Why does it have to be him?!"
"Well, he's the only son of Lord Sangster, isn't he?" Y/M/N said matter-of-factly. Y/N rolled her eyes from her mother's sarcasm as she grumbled under her breath, "why can't it be Aaron?"
"Y/N, I already told you the reason why can't it be him and why you have to do this." Her mother remarked, "Besides, we think you and Thomas would already get along with each other since you've encountered each other before we even introduce you to him." She added.
Y/N's face scrunched up as she scoffed, "Sure we've met.. but it was a bad encounter between us! This whole thing's not fair!" She argued as she plopped herself on the bed lazily.
"Y/N, you're being dramatic. It's marriage, not the end of the world." He mother finished their conversation and left with a straight posture. The girl wanted to speak but it her mother already disappeared from her sight. So she just groaned and slammed her door once again.
****
When she was done rambling about it with herself, she lied down on her bed and started at the ceiling of her Jacobean bed. She just stared and breathed, her eyes began to feel heavy. Now she just wanted to skip dinner and just sleep it all out. Maybe this is just a nightmare.. Y/N thought to herself, she reached out for her left forearm and pinched it. She felt a sting right at her forearm right when she pinched it with her right hand only to realize that she wasn't dreaming at all.
"Well, it was worth a try.." she sighed. She closed her eyes and exhaled, enjoying the silence around her room.
She was beginning to fall asleep with the comfort of the her bed. Until her maid, Victorina, knocked on the door, "Miss Y/N, supper is ready." He voice muffled from the door. Y/N opened her eyes and frowned, she never liked it when someone disturbs her when she's already falling asleep.
The girl just sighed and stood up whilst scratching her head in annoyance. When she opened her door, she glared at Victorina and stormed off to the dining room.
She yawned as she entered the room and took a glance at them who are waiting for her before they start eating. "Glad you could still join us dear." Her mother exclaimed. Y/N put up a fake smile as she finds herself a seat since the most of the chairs are taken.
And the only seat that's vacant is between her mother and her brother. The problem is, it just had to be right across the blonde boy whom she already loathes so much. Huffing in defeat, she just sat down with out saying a word. "Bon appétit!" Thomas' mother, lady Tasha, exclaimed and they start to consume their food.
While they're eating, they started chatting about each other's traditions in their hometowns and other things like Blake's fencing class or Ava's flower garden back at their home or how Thomas often explores their whole town. Y/N, on the other hand, was just eating silently, not listening to whatever they're saying.
But one topic made Y/N look up, "So, where do we spend our nights?" Lord Sangster asked. The Y/H/C haired girl's mother didn't mentioned this to her earlier. "Oh, well, You and Tasha can sleep in the guest room which is just beside Blake's room, and Ava can go sleep in the.. room beside Y/N's.." Y/M/N struggled to let Ava stay in Y/N's old sister's room, ".. I got them cleaned by the servants,"
"What about me?" Thomas chimed in.
"Well, you can sleep in Y/N's room with her," Y/M/N answered. Y/N's eyes widened as she choked on the water she was drinking. "W-What?!" Both Y/N and Thomas exclaimed in unison. The girl glanced at the boy across her in disgust as he glanced up at her too.
"Not to be stubborn or anything, but can't I share the room with my sister instead?" Thomas requested.
"Thomas," his father warned and gave him a look.
"I'm sorry but I'm afraid not, the room your sister's sleeping in only has a single sized Rococo bed just like Blake's. The only bed that is double sized is Y/N's." Y/N's mother explained.
"Why can't it just be his sister who I'm going to share my bed with?" Y/N complained.
"We figured that you two should get used to sleeping beside each other." Her Father piped up.
That is the most ridiculous excuse I've ever heard. Y/N thought to herself. "Especially when the marriage will occur next week on friday." Her father added.
"Next week?!" Y/N asked.
"But I thought it isn't going to occur till next month?" Thomas remarked to his father.
"There's been a sudden change of plans." Was all his father said.
"This is insane! How could I get married with someone I barely even know?!"
"Y/N, don't raise you voice while having supper!" Her mother lectured. Y/M/N took a deep breath, "you two still have time to get to know each other,"
"And you two will get on with this marriage whether you like it or not." Thomas' father added.
Of course, Y/N can't do anything about it. There were guests. If there aren't any, she would've started an argument. Instead, she glared at both of her parents and then at Thomas. She took a deep breath to calm herself and asked, "Father, may I be excused? I lost my appetite." Her father nodded for an answer.
Before she stormed off, she took a last swig from her drink and put the cup back down on the table. With that, she paced off to her room.
****
It was already night time, stars were appearing through the night sky. The girl would've admired them if only she wasn't so furious of her mother who already have controlled her whole life.
Suddenly, the door creaked open by someone. Y/N thought it was her mother, "Mum, could you please just leave me alone for a moment? I'm sick of you control-"
"Sorry, but I'm not your Mum.." until she got cut off by a boy who annoys her the most. She turned around and looked at Thomas, "What the bloody hell are you doing here?" She snarled.
"Well, I happened to be told that I am going to spend my nights in this bedroom with you by your mother. Which is the stupidest thing ever." He replied with a monotone voice.
"The feeling's mutual. I don't even want to be with you let alone be married to a knob head like you!" Y/N retorted as she rolls her eyes at him.
"Hey, the feeling's mutual as well, I don't want to marry you and I'm better off on my own!" Thomas retorted back.
Y/N opened her mouth to argue back, but she got interrupted by a knock on her door. "Come in!" She said.
Soon, the door opened to reveal Thomas' little sister, Ava in her sleeping gown. "Sorry to interrupt your little argument but you're voices can be heard in the other room." Ava stated.
"Oh, I'm sorry.." Y/N apologized kindly. She really never wanted this in her life, having a suitor that'll be her soon-to-be husband. She wanted to be married to her love. She was never ready to take responsibility for any of this. Neither is Thomas.
"And because of your bickering I couldn't help but hear out what you two are fighting for,." Ava tells them.
"You know, there is a solution for this." She added. The two perked up, "There's a way to get the arrangement off?" Y/N happily asked.
Thomas' sister nodded, "I heard dad a while ago that if it really doesn't go on smoothly between you two, this royal arrangement will be off." She says to them.
"So if you want to get your marriage cancelled, all you have to do is fake a courtship and get together when they can see you. And by the end of the week, just tell them that this whole thing really isn't gonna work out." Ava explained.
"You, my sister, are a bloody genius. Thanks for telling us that." Thomas was about to wrap his arms around his sister for a hug, but Ava flinched, "Whoa, do I have to remind you that I'm not a hugger kind of person?" Ava remarked.
"Right sorry," Thomas apologized.
"Okay, now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed, before either of you come up with another idea to get me busting up in your room to fix your quarrels again. Have a good night." With that, Ava walked out of Y/N's room.
****
Both Y/N and Thomas are laying on the bed with their backs beside each other with a distance that is enough to be far away from each other. Awkward silence was lingering around Y/N's room. It really can get uncomfortable when you're lying down on the same bed with the person you hate.
"So," Y/N broke the silence as Thomas closed his eyes in annoyance from hearing Y/N's voice. "What's your reason why you don't want this arrangement?" The girl asked.
Now that Thomas has thought of it, he doesn't really know why he doesn't want to get married. So he just shrugged, "I actually don't know why," he admitted.
"I guess I just feel it in my bones.."
Y/N cocked an eyebrow and looked at him ridiculously, "you just feel it in your bones?" Y/N repeated.
"Do you have trouble hearing?" Thomas asked her sarcastically.
"You know you don't always have to be rude." The Y/H/C haired girl rolled her eyes at him. Thomas sighed and turned to his side facing Y/N, "What about you, what's your reason?"
"Well, you know that feeling when your whole life's been planned by your mother or father instead of making your own decisions? Well I'm sick of it. I'm sick of being pressured, I'm sick of them meddling around my life. I've been patient with them the whole time as they plan my life like it's theirs to be planned. This arrangement thing just made me lose it. All I have is Aaron, the love of my life, it made me angry when they said I'm getting betrothed to you instead of him." The girl ranted. She didn't mean to let it all out in one breath.
"I asked him to run away with me, but he said he'll think about it until Friday." Y/N added. She closed her eyes in frustration. She was losing it. Every drop of hope that she was feeling for Aaron's answers are slowly disappearing.
"So I just need this to work. I don't want to be here anymore, I want to have my liberty." Y/N finally understands why her older sister ran away. Her parents were too controlling, she couldn't take it anymore.
"We will make this work. I don't want to get married at this age, I'd like some freedom for myself as well." Thomas said to her.
Y/N put up a smile. Not a fake one, but a genuine one. "Alright, we just have to promise one thing,"
"What is it?"
"We don't fall for each other. Everything that we will do for the whole week will be an act. No one will take these actions seriously.." Y/N announced.
The boy scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Like I'll fall for some like you."
Y/N sighed, "Whatever, so.. Deal?" She offered her hand to shake.
Thomas took it, "Deal."
"Okay, I'm tired now, I'm going to sleep." Y/N turned to her other side with her back facing Thomas. She cuddled the duvet more up to her chin as she sighed lazily.
"Good night," Thomas greeted.
"There's nothing good about tonight." Y/N grumbled, half asleep.
"Right, thanks for reminding me that," Thomas replied as he turned to his other side as well with his back facing Y/N's.
Thomas tugged on the duvet they were sharing to him, leaving Y/N the edge and only the edge of her own duvet. Y/N turned as she glared at him and tugged her duvet back to her harshly. But Thomas pulled it to him once again.
Soon, they were fighting over the duvet. Y/N had enough of it and just compromised with him by turning the duvet into a landscape position. That way, it can be longer and they don't have to fight over it.
Y/N sighed, "Okay, now that this duvet chaos is done, I'm going to sleep now, so Night." With that, the girl closed her eyes with her brows knitted together.
This is gonna be a long week.. she thought to herself as she falls into a deep sleep.
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I am terribly sorry for not updating for the past few days.. Again.
I've been having some technical difficulties with myself. I've been having writer's block everyday and I always have this habit where I procrastinate with everything. So.. ya know.
And I just started school a couple of days ago and now I have no idea if I can publish anything as soon as I can.
Anyways, what do you think about this Imagine? Should I stop? Is it bad or..?
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this part of the imagine whoever's reading this note.😊
And thanks for 900+ reads! Really appreciate it even though I think my stories are a bunch of crap.
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