Forced lovers

Chapter one

I was born 04-27-1537, quite a special year for my people since that was the year our crops were plentiful.

We are located on the south part of England

I was currently at my royal academic program. I was writing my studies down on my piece of parchment
I pushed my goldish brown hair to the side as I continued to write.
Since my father is very powerful he paid quite a bit of gold to get me in to school, I was female and wasn't really supposed to be learning but everyone tells me I'm smarter then half my class, I don't believe them. I think I have a brain the size of a walnut

I was the only girl in my class, but not the school

I dipped my pen in ink as I continued to write
Every word more curvy and sharper then the last.

The professor writes on the board, explaining what to do and how to do it
We were doing math, I don't understand how some people don't understand that 2(5c+6b)
Is 10c+12b? I thought that was basic math but according to my father it's year 8 math.

I continue to do my work and yawn as I wonder when this day will end

I look to the side where the windows are and I catch my crush staring at me, he is the most beautiful man I've ever seen.
I look away, red painting my cheeks

Well he isn't fully my crush... my parents told me that he should be my crush, since he is the heir to the most powerful kingdom in our entire empire.

He looks at me once more his eyes glistening from the sun's reflection, his perfectly freckled pale skin, his perfectly sculpted lips. And his cute red cheeks-
Wait.
Is he blushing?

He is!

He looks away while numbing the inside of his cheek

I look back onto my paper and scribble unintelligible words on the top corner

"Well this concludes all of your lessons today, I count on seeing you all promptly" our professor ends our lesson, my lady in waiting grabs all of my materials and neatly stacks them as I ascend from my seating

"Thank you Gwen" I pat any dust off of my dress, i see my crush walk past me with his maid. I blush and turn to my lady in waiting. "Ah, isn't he just beautiful Gwen" i twirl
She giggles "Yes he is, in my opinion he's too beautiful" she jokes, "Shall we go now?" She asks. "Ah yes, we have that ball this week, don't we?" I ask

I walk gracefully over to the doors, "we do indeed, who's ball is it? I've been caught up but not fully." Gwen asks, walking with me.

"Of course the highest and most powerful kingdom in our empire, The House of clives" (not historically accurate)
"Ah, your suitor's kingdom" she teased, my cheeks turned quite pink "ahem, he is not my suitor, well not yet" i whisper the last bit

"You really like him don't you" she teased once again. We were already in front of the building, awaiting for my carriage.

"Like him? How could anyone like him? No i love him" i giggle as my carriage arrives and we walk down the steps.

Gwen opens my door and helps me get inside, i sit down on the fluffy pillow and wait for Gwen to come in aswell.

Once she is seated the doors close and the carriage starts to move, "please open the windows Gwen it's quite stuffy in here" i say swatting away dust from my face, she opens the curtains and a stream of light pools in.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I smile as we pass a gorgeous lake, there are flowers surrounding the lake, making it smell and look amazing.
"Yeah" she smiles

"Anyways catch me up on any drama happening in the castle" i change the subject, Gwen looks to the side sadly and then looks at me and smiles "Nothing new just more failed projects in the kitchen" she plays with the paper in my book

"You alright? You don't look too well" i say

"Hm? Oh I'm perfectly fine" Gwen smiles placing down the books next to her.

"Oh look princess, one of your suitors" Gwen changes the subject oint out to the second most powerfeeul king's son.

Him and I haven't met in person yet but from rumors i heard he's quite snobby
"We haven't met have we?" I ask Gwen, placing my hands on my lap

"Not that i recall of" she looks back at me

"Hm, who do you think I'll get married off to?" I play with my gloves

"Well the probability of you getting married to the emperor's son is higher then getting married to lord Lee" Gwen said thoughtfully