Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Nea POV I read all the books in the book about the world of people where they have no powers, 'not like the world I belong to, full of magic. I also learned that we have a lot of consistency in our world. What is different is that the human race has no powers, and their vehicles are not raw flying dragons of pegasus. What they ride is a car. I know what it is because it has a picture and how it works. It's nice maybe I belong to this world. "Princess Nea Samantha Ludhiana, the dear king seeks you." I immediately hid the book I was holding under my bed and stood up straight. I opened the door and Jc. My forehead knelt when I sink-in my brain said it. "Why?" I'm upset to ask. Does he didn't let me out because they didn't want to see me? So why now, why my father looking for me? "I don't know dear princess." She said and bow down. I don't know but sometimes every time I confront Jc she respects me. And sometimes, hays nevermind really. I stared at it to find out what the emotion passed through her eyes briefly, but I didn't know it. I arranged my shredded cream dress and smile. "Okay I will go to the dear king, Please excuse."I asked after the deafening silence. She bowed and asked for a hand in the palace's green house. I was not self-conscious and teleported into the green house. I caught Father sitting on a bench near many flowers. I stooped and walked in front of him and bowed, giving reverence. "Greetings, your highness." I went to harvest. I heard it breathing deeply before it spoke. "Nea. Your fiancé is already settled. After your 18th birthday you will marry him and you will leave here in the kingdom of Tsuki. We don't need you anyway." I was surprised at what it said. Does he mean that I'm going to marry someone I don't even know or love? No way! I will not allow it! "Father! I do not want! If I ever married, then that would be the man I love! I cannot agree that I will marry the man whom you have chosen!" I cried. I have no idea who I am talking to. All I really want is what Father is saying. Is that how they don't like me? Marry me to the man they chose to lose me?! Why are they torturing me?? Why are they just doing it to me?! My cheeks were numb and my tears were shed because, I received a very strong slap from Father. I want to breakdown, but nothing can be done. "How dare you, to shout at me! I didn't make you that way!" It was a bad cry. I begged what it said. I bravely met the gaze that had killed me. "Why?! Did you raise me?! As far as I remember I learned to speak alone! Walk alone, read alone and what's there. Now you say you didn't make me like this? Well you're right, because you're not really the one who raised me!" I shouted that he would keep quiet. "All of you have made me who I am today! I just did it, I mold what you see today! I am! I am! You did nothing but messed me every time you saw me in the hallways'? And I know you don't care about me..." "But, you know, as well as the marriage I should look for, you are being informed. Do you not have mercy on the work? Because of me, I'm getting married to ask you for attention." My voice weakened because I had lost my strength, for word. Now I just realized I was crying. I looked at Father as if I could not read what emotion or flesh he had in mind. "I will take my leave your highness." I smiled and curtsy, before running out of the green house. I was teleporting when I got out and got out of the green house. I went to my room. My room only knew what I was going through, if I could cry again until I was tired. This is all you know. Nothing else. I looked at the necklace I had laid on the table. Suddenly I remembered the monkey. I was so shaken when I came to my mind that I wanted to talk to her. This is weird. I am cleverly becoming attached to that monkey, even though we met twice. I want him to be my friend but it's impossible. I just passed the table where the necklace lay here and headed for the bathroom. I immediately soaked in warm water. I couldn't help but feel the poor weave on my lips. It seems like a broken plaque that has repeatedly replayed the incident before. What do I do? I don't want to get married. I'd rather leave her alone to marry a man I don't love. What do I do? Will I be married? In hell no way! My decision is final! I don't want to get married anymore. Daritus POV "Have you said anything about Nea's marriage?" My wife asked. Today we are in the living room, with Noah, our eldest son. And Natasha is now a neighbor to Tyron's arm. The third prince of Ventus. "I said it." I keep it. 'Never lose my mind what Nea said. "Oh, you look so good? 'Didn't you just make it disappear?" "Yeah, I just think I love it." I smiled hard and looked at Natasha. Suddenly it came to my mind. 'Father, I like Tyron... I want him to be my husband.' That's was Natasha told me earlier. She like Tyron. Sh*t! What am I gonna do? I don't want my sweet Natasha to marry yet. 'Think about Nea you moron!'Shout the little voice in my mind. I shook my head and just ignored that little voice. What am I doing with that kid? She's weak. I don't need a weak daughter. To be continued...