My Fiancée Hates Me

Within a few years of his return, I had entered the same academy as Prince Erik.

The Royal Academy accepts Nobles of ages sixteen and above where students will attend for three years before inheriting the family line. There are exceptions such as scholarship students that get in through recommendations. There are only simple classes here because this is a school for mostly nobles. Anything more would require specialized institutions or apprenticeship. The true purpose of this playground is to test our abilities in making connections. In other words, you are tested in how to rule the people.

"Welcome," Prince Erik said as he greeted me with a red rose and a pink ribbon wrapped around it upon me entering the school gates.

"Eek! It's Prince Erik!"

The girls watching were screaming off the top of their heads.

I accepted the rose.

"Thank you, Your Highness," I told him as I gave a curtsy.

This place is a playground for this person.

"A flower for your lovely self," he said as he handed another girl a flower of a different species.

I walked past him after lowering my head slightly.

One of his flowers...that is what I am. I will most likely be the main wife or the true Queen because of my familial position, but even a King will not love their wife enough to not have a few concubines. It was only until the current King that only has one wife, but he is still pressed to have more concubines.

I cannot keep him all to myself...

"Therefore, I do not get jealous..."

Love means nothing to Royalty...

I already finished my compulsory education. Retaking those classes may help with my social interaction, but there is far too little interaction within the classroom for making connections. Having said that, some believe it is necessary to show off how smart they are by attending those classes even if it is unnecessary.

I selected a few social courses, one strategic course, one economics course, a few compulsory courses, equestrian, archery, swordsmanship...etc.

"Arielle!" my friend Charlotte called out to me in homeroom.

Charlotte is a Viscount's Daughter and one of my very few close friends. She has long wavy lavender colored hair and beautiful violet eyes. We met over at a tea party before and have kept in contact since then. Much different to myself, Charlotte is a lovely and very cute free spirited young lady with a presence that makes anyone want to dote on her.

"Greetings, Charlotte."

"We are together again. I saw that you received a flower from His Highness! A red rose? That is romantic."

"You received a flower as well."

"It's a white lily for purity and innocence. You received a red rose...Romantic love!"

"Other girls also received flowers as well," I said.

"I still believe that you are special, Arielle! After all, you are the prettiest girl in school."

"Prettiest?"

I hardly have any traits that I am really proud of other than my mother's strawberry blonde hair and my father's light sky-blue eyes.

"Of course! You are always so blind to your own beauty."

Charlotte always sincerely flatters me. Despite this, I still get embarrassed.

"If anyone, I think you would fall under beautiful with your smile and personality," I said as I grabbed more red thread for my embroidery project for the next class.

Charlotte hugged me tightly in her large chest.

"Arielle!"

"I cannot breathe, Charlotte..."

we were allowed to roam the school to gain inspiration for our projects. It would have been a

look at the rose I was given and saw some words written within the ribbon attached to the

deep away in the school on a lovely patio with a crisp white patio set and large umbrella, His Highness was sitting by himself with a

summon," I said as I

glad that you came," he said as he got up from his chair and approached me. He kissed

"The occasion?"

day

far. I

going out of

you going to keep that

respectful tone. We are surrounded by other nobles in this large garden. Furthermore,

said as he motioned me

using my childhood nickname. In times like these, it means that he wants affection. The type of affection he

back my skirt and slowly walked

"Yes?"

and thrown me roughly onto his lap

heart would

of my neck. The sensation made

you smell

way around my body. He had quickly unbuttoned the top buttons of

Erik, we are

against the back

"We are alone, yes?"

the point," I said as I turned

licking the palms of my hands. I quickly retreated and turned away

lovely fiancée is

lips. He had then pulled my chin up towards him. We joined together with a strawberry between our

kisses are so

this is the best place for such things," I said

face showed

"I see..."

guilty from seeing

mind, I could feed

eyes began to

"With your mouth?"

"With silverware!"

cutting a slice of cake, I felt his

What is he doing?

if these skirts

he talking

contact of his bare hands on my thighs. "Eek! Prince Erik, why would you place

much warmer this

Naughty prince...

rummage around

you would please feed me," he

"...Gosh."

hands began

the piece

"Ah, you dropped it..."

a napkin," I said as I reached

it did not get on my clothes. This is the only good thing about