I, Princess Isabella Marie Braun of Alabon, am set to be married to Prince Michael John Ahab of Abnon on my twenty fifth birthday. I don’t understand why I have to marry a man I don’t even love, but rules are rules.
Having an arranged marriage is not a good thing if you have no chemistry. The prince is a nice and good looking guy, with blond hair and blue eyes, but I do not love him, nor have feelings for him. But here I am, forced to marry him. My life will change forever.
Much to my chagrin, my parents would not listen to me. It is customary in our country to marry a prince. One that is worthy.
I’ve spent many countless nights since my sixteenth birthday pleading with my parents, and I am trying one last effort to do the same again. “Mother, Father, please don’t make me marry him. I do not love him. Why must we have arranged marriages?” I pace back and forth. “A marriage is between two people who love each other. Have a connection. Chemistry, with sparks between them. I have nothing for the prince. Please don’t make me.” I sit on the floor on my pillow in front of my parents, crying and pleading with them to release me. (more…)