A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fanfiction so I'm a little rough on the edges. Please go easy on me but I will take your criticism if it means getting better at writing. Oh! I'm also including my OC here, so yeah...I hope you enjoy my story
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters. I only own my plot, title and OC.
Sunlight peaked through the curtains of a maiden's room, hitting her directly on the face. She groaned, why must her peaceful slumber always get interrupted? Turning to lie on her back, she slowly opened her eyes and sat up, rubbing her eyes to get rid of sleep.
A knock sounded from outside her door, she gave permission to enter. The door opened and revealed another maiden, she bowed and greeted her "Good Morning, Ms. Lucinda"
The girl named Lucy smiled and greeted her as well "Good Morning, Casey. And didn't I tell you call me Lucy"
Casey smiled "I'm sorry, old habits die hard I guess." She chuckled, she now noticed "What are you doing up so early? On a Saturday even?"
"It's Saturday today?" Lucy asked
Casey nodded. Though it was required to get up early, or as her father said, she never did that 'special' requirement, how did she get out of her father's punishments? It's thanks to Casey, her wonderful head lady. Oh how she adored the woman, although she's only a year older than Lucy, she still respected her, even more than her father. "Wait. You never wake me up on Saturdays. So why are you?"
"Your father requested me to wake you up."
"For what reasons?"
"I do not know. He just requested to come and fetch you. But, before he did that, I overheard him talking to someone and your name being mentioned as well"
Lucy nodded. She already knew, even if Casey didn't. "It's another meeting." She said sadly. Casey's eyes softened a little with her reply. She went by the girl's side, but not before shutting the door close. She laid a hand on Lucy's shoulder and tried her best to cheer the girl up.
"It's going to be alright" she said.
"I know. I was just thinking of a plan on how to ruin the meeting. Any ideas?" Turning to Casey who just shook her head, but with a smile
"You and your ways" she said, Lucy laughed, Casey joining as well.
"Well, we better not keep your father waiting. Who knows what he might do to us." She stood "Make sure to come down neat and prepared. Your father is in a very grumpy mood to day"
"When was he not?" she jokingly asked, making Casey chuckle. "I'll see you later, Mistress" she bowed and left the room. Leaving Lucy alone with her thoughts.
After finishing all the things 'required' to be neat and prepared. She left her bedroom and proceeded down the stairs to her father's study. She knocked first and then heard her father give permission to enter. Twisting the knob and opening the door she entered, Lucy bowed and greeted "Good Morning, Father"
Her father, who was seemingly engrossed in his paperwork, didn't even look up to greet her good morning. He instead said "I believe Cassidy has already informed you as to why I have called your presence? Am I correct?"
"Yes she has" she replied in a neutral tone
"Good." He stopped and stood and faced Lucy, his stern eyes piercing her with her soft and scared eyes. "You, my dear daughter will accompany me in a meeting with one of my finest clients."
"May I ask? Who might that be? "
"The Bastia Family." He coldly replied "Enough questions. We will leave at sunset. You are dismissed" he sat back down and began working again
Lucy bowed and left the room, not saying another word towards her father. She walked down the empty hallway, well not really empty; the place was adorned with the finest furniture, imported ones might she add. The walls decorated with a creamy white color, paintings and various antiques adding themselves.
"Ahh, if it isn't the princess herself" she heard someone exclaimed. A familiar someone. She turned and saw a man with black spiky hair, smirking at her. She frowned "Ahh, come on, don't look at me like that." He said, but Lucy just ignored him, she walked away, but the guy was persistent in following her.
"I heard from your servants that you'll be acquainted with the Bastia family."
"What do you want Gray?" she coldly asked
"Answers. So is it true?"
"Yes. I will be"
Silence followed after her answer but was soon disrupted by Gray's wild laughter "What's so funny?" Lucy tried to hold down the urge to punch this man square on the face. Meanwhile, said man was having trouble breathing for he was laughing so hard, his laughter turned into an occasional chuckle until it died down, silence was once again placed in the tense atmosphere.
Gray wiped a tear that formed in his eye "I just wish you good luck."
"Why?" she asked, confused at the fact that the arrogant, selfish and playboy Gray Fullbuster would say that to her. Gray just shook his head and went off without another word. Lucy huffed and walked away as well. Seriously! What does Casey see in this guy? Oh, yes, Cassidy Rhegans is in love with that man, with reasons Lucy didn't nor wanted to know.
But, despite the fact that her best friend is in love with that twit, she can't help but accept. Not the said man that her best friend is in love with, but her decision. Lucy would never forget the times when Casey showed her 'girly' side whenever Gray visits, or the times she would sneak glances at said playboy. She sighed softly, when will she ever feel like that?
Truth be told, Lucy never once felt the 'butterflies' when thinking, conversing, or anything that has to do with the opposite gender. Never has she felt those nerve-wracking moments when preparing for dates set up by her father. She felt, too neutral with them, considering more as a client of her father's instead of the 'potential future husband' her friends titled.
"Ms. Lucy?" She heard her name being called, bringing her out of her thoughts. Lucy turned and saw Levy carrying something…"Is everything alright?" she asked, a concerned look etched on her face.
Levy is one of Lucy's personal maids, like Casey and a close friend as well. She's a small girl with a petite frame and wild blue hair. Lucy smiled "Yes, everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?"
But, of course Levy saw through that. Having known the princess for 8 years now and learning of her habits, you can really see through her almost believable lies. And practically everyone knows when the princess is in deep thoughts; something or someone is troubling her.
Lucy chuckled "I'm fine Levy, really."
"Okay, if you say so, Milady" Levy said, eyeing Lucy one last time, when she found no signs of trouble, she adjusted her basket and smiled "It wouldn't do us any good if the lady gets wrinkles" she joked
Lucy laughed "Yeah, nobody would want a wrinkled 17 year old as their bride would they?"
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! Reviews are very much appreciated XD