Alexander Greymane's Story

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Liam fell asleep in the carrige. When he woke up he was at the castle being shaken awake by his father. He followed his father into the castle along with his brother. He still had no idea why he was here. He examined the caslte as they walked up the walk way. It was bigger than the one at him. he liked his castle. It was just the right size. Not so big you got lost but not so small that it was crowdid. He decided he would only go where he had to go then he would stay in his room until it was time to leave. He didnt feel like getting lost in thsi big palace. He might venture to the places close to his room but not to far. He hoped that there was a library near his room so he could read while he was doing nothing. He sighed and when he was shown to his room he was somewhat happy when he found out he was sharing it wiht his brother. He was upset that his father had a connected room. he didn't much care to hear his fathers sleeping habits. He sat down on the bed and the servants brought in hsi stuff. He looked at the last one. A small male. "Do you have a library." The boy nodded. "Is it close to this room?" The boy neded again. Liam waited. "Well are you going too take me there?" He asked. He got this from his father. He always acted this way in front of hsi father because he would get hit if he didn't. The boy noded and seemed to stutter a yes. He exited the room and Liam followed. Out in the hall when it was just them he couldn't get his words out fast enough. "I am so sorry i am not usually that way its jut my fath-" The boy cut him off. "I know I have heard stories of you kingdom. I am sorry to you." The boy told him.

As Alexander sat down on his newly found bed in the castle at Taroge he knew something big was going to happen, and soon. It was not long after having this thought that his farther walked into the room. "It's an embarrassment. This room, the Pretiges can afford whatever they want and they expect us to stay in this dump! Bed's lined with the finest wood." His Farther yelled angrily. He than sat down beside Alex, this made him know that that 'something' was going to come now. "I have some good news for you and your brother. I'll tell him later. You are to be married in a few days. Her name is Amoranta LaFaevre and she is the crowned Princess of Mivorina. Think, you could be a King." Alex shook his head as his Farther spoke to him.

"I'm already in line for your throne!" He yelled as he jumped of the bed and over to the large window on the other end of the room. "Son, your third in line that means it's not likely that you will ever get to the throne." Caspian then grabbed Alex's head and turned it harshly towards him. "There are people out there who the Greymanes dead. If you marry into the LaFaevres then we can focus on crushing those people!" His farther spoke angrily but Alex listened to every word. Alex watched as his farther let go off him then left the room to go to his own quarters.

Alex followed him shortly after out of the door but went the other way towards the entry hall they had passed earlier. The castle was very well decorated by furniture lined with gold and marble statues. This was a big change from the familiar hallways of Brydise, in stead of gold they had steel and in place of the statues they had old tattered flags hanging from the ceilings. As he walked down the large staircase he wondered if Amoranta was already at the castle. Alex sat down on the bottom step of the staircase, a action that would not usually be seen by a Prince. He sat there and waited to see if his future wife entered, not that he would recognise her.

Amoranta could see the castle as her carriage got closer. It seemed that there was no getting out of this. She ran a pale hand through her long wavy blonde hair and smoothed down her dark green gown. Taroge was kinda pretty, but she preffered the grass and meadows of Mivorina. The castles got closer and she could see that it was more richly decorated than her own. Hers was larger but they thought it unwise to spend pointless money to make their castle look impressive. This was one reason why Mivorina was one of the richest kingdoms. They knew how to save and use it for neccessary reasons. She rolled her eyes and shut the book that was open on her lap.

Hopefully the prince was not that much older than her. She was young and the thought of becoming married to someone more than five years older terrified her. The carriage stopped to a halt and she stepped out. The sun made her hair glow and it warmed her, making her feel more confident. She put on a smile and her eyes twinkled. She was good at pretending. That was probably a princess's most valuable skill. There was a tall young man underneath a tree reading a book. Well, first impressions were everything and he had certainly impressed her. She liked a man that could read... but with her luck these days, it probably wasn't him

She walked slowly to the stairs, her head held high. Her elegance was obvious. She had come here for marriage.. she was hoping to get out of it one way or the other.

There was a blonde man sitting at the steps and she looked down at him with her green eyes. Which prince was he? She had only ever been acquainted with the crown princes. As a crown princess, her father said it was wise too get to know the future kings and queens. This one must have been second or third in line or something.

"Do you happen to know where I could find Princesses Scarny and Areena?" She asked him. She smiled pleasantly and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her mother had tried to get her to put it up but Amoranta had refused. She loved her hair, so why would she try to restrain it?

Everything seemed to be happening so quickly for Areena. She honestly wished her sister wouldn't scream when protesting. She herself didn't want to get married yet either, but unlike her twin she didn't have the courage to stand up to her father. She would have asked him why he couldn't wait a couple more years before doing something this. She kept quiet the whole time and before she knew it, she was in the dining area with other royals. Talk about feeling inadequate. Maybe if she was lucky enough, she could be allowed to change. What if the prince she was suppose to marry was amongst those that were already here? Decision made, she went up to her father.

"Excuse me father, but I am going to freshen up for our guests for I wasn't expecting them to show up so soon. Pardon me, I shall be back." she said before making her exit.

It was until she left the room before she took off running and only tripped twice on her way back to her room. She had her personal maid summoned immediately and got changed int record time. It was only fifteen minutes later that she returned in a more elegant garb that was a nice cerulean blue in color. She hoped she looked presentable enough now. Without saying anything else, except a nervous look towards her twin, she looked for where her seat was and wait for others to show up.

Amoranta was about to answer that she did not care who his father was... but she saw his pretty eyes and paused. Then he asked her for her name and she opened her mouth but then this boisterous, rude man interrupted them and pulled the young man away.

Wasn't that King Caspian? She didn't recall him being so... arrogant. But then again, when she met him, her father had been with her. She hurried to the dining room and frowned at herself. She was obviously kind of late. But it didn't matter. She saw Princess Scarney and walked crisply over to the older girl.

"Greetings, Princess." Amoranta nodded respectfully. "I just wanted to thank you for your hospitality. Could you send my thanks on to your father as well?" The Mivorina future queen smiled and repeated her thanks to Areena. This was how her father told her to act. This was how she was taught and raised. She found her name card at the table and sat down a couple of seats to the left of Scarny.

"Well this isn't exactly pleasant," She sighed. "Were all of you forced into these ridiculous weddings too?" This question she directed to the other princesses. What a shame. ..

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Creed was seething in his carriage as he headed toward the castle of Taroge. It was uneccessary but his father did this to him anyway. He got out of his ride without even a word of thanks as it stopped and walked angrily to the dining hall. He saw the princesses sitting so straight and elegant and it made him want to shout. Creed had to marry one of those girls. It was annoying and that girl better hope that they can handle him. There was no way a princess would make him change his flirty ways.

He liked having fun and he really liked women.
He stalked toward the table and saw his name beside the princess named Scarny.

"Guess you're the wife?" He said sarcastically to her. "Well, I;m the husband. Pleasure to meet you, Princess."

Alex's Farther slapped him on the back then gestured for him to move over towards a girl. It was the girl he was speaking to before. Was she to be his wife? He walked over to her not wanting to cause a scene in front of all these people. As he stood beside her he gave her a pleasant nod before speaking. "Hello, nice to meat you. I am Alexander Greymane, of Milton." He then sat down by the girl and looked at her name tag to confirm that he wasn't imagining it. Amoranta LeFaevre, his bride to be. "I'm sorry that I was chosen to marry you. I know no one wants to marry a Greymane." Alex spoke in a cruel voice that wasn't usual for him. But the current situation wasn't really usual for him either.

"But I can and I expect you to stay out of my affairs. I do not need you to rule for me." Alexander grabbed his glass and squeezed it tightly in frustration. He may not like to say so but Alex was like his Farther in some ways, he was still easily angered. "You can just sit and relax and watch." After hearing this comment Alex stood up and bashed the table with his newly clenched fist. "I am not here to take orders from you!" His anger was aimed at two people in the room, one was the Princess and the other his Farther that had been watching him for a while now. Alex watched as he nodded for him to sit down and he once again followed orders. He did sit down but he also had no intention on taking any more crap from Amoranta.

Alex's attention had now turned to the red-haired woman who had entered the room. Presumably the queen of this rotten kingdom. "Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce myself, my name is Queen Jacinta of this fair kingdom your in today and I would like to greet you all and send my regards." "We don't need your regards." He whispered to himself for no reason other than showing his disrespect. "Also make sure you meet my two beautiful daughters, Scarny and Areena." More typical boasting done by a ruler who had kept so much away from Alex's family without even noticing because they already had more than what they needed for themselves. It was fair to say that Alex's mood had dramaticly changed but when someone tells you to but out of there business and just watch, it does.