Chapter 7 - Trying To Dictate My Future

 "Your majesty, I have a proposal." "Speak Child." I look at Lady Herodia now speaking. "As a possible romantic interest for The Princess, My Older Brother's Best Friend, Kale Vexing. His father is The Duke of Vexingston." "The dukedom of Vexinton. Yes I heard that is a very prestigious dukedom. You are very wise Lady Herodia. Your suggestions today have been very top notch." The king says adjusting in his throne. "FATHER! Lerape is our Holy Quitom! Now she is an Imperial Princess! You wish to deduct her to a mere Duchess?" "You silence yourself Noahen! I've not decided anything yet. There is no one else in the kingdom more suited. Anyone else would also be a downgrade. Thank You Lady Herodia for your Input. I shall think carefully and decide over a good night's rest my decisions." I just stand there silently. Listening to everyone give their input on my future, who i should marry, and my future status. These nobles and royals. This is why I didn't wish to be caught up with them. They are so selfish. Trying to dictate my future, not even asking me once what I think. They say I'm the daughter of God. A Holy and Divine being. But it's as if I don't exist. As if I don't even matter. "Dear oh dear Heri, Why are you trying to marry me off without my consent to His Majesty?" "Kale!? What are you doing here?" Lady Heriodia looks shocked at the tall and handsome man who just entered. His deep blue eyes the color of the ocean, and his want dark hair that happens to keep falling in his face. And his muscular build. Gosh what am I thinking, I've just met the man. I snap back into reality as he begans to speak. "Well this is the ceremony of The Holy Quitom, our Kingdom's savior, how could I just bail?" He walks over to me and bowes. "It's an honor to meet You Lady Lerape."