Hello everyone! I had this idea for a long time and it took some motivation to actually write it...but I hope you like it! I wrote more than this chapter (I know it's small) but I wanted to chunk everything up.
I like feedback so please review and tell me what you expect to happen or want to happen. Thanks for reading!
"Daddy! Please teach me!" She begged. A soft cry escaped her lips with dark eyes that pulled anyone to them.
"Teach you what sweetie?" Leroy asked ruffling her hair. She took a step away from him in annoyance of the physical contact but her body relaxed at the endearment.
"Piano, teach me how to play," she said while playing with her hands, swaying from side to side. Her brown hair ran down her back with a delicate structure of her face that squared her personality.
"No," said a deep voice of another house mate.
"Why not dad! Daddy, please tell dad it isn't fair!" She pleaded. Her stubbornness always took over her. She was too weak without getting what she wants.
"I think you should tell him yourself. I am no messenger," Leroy replied. His tie was getting to tight around his neck. He fidgeted and looked at his stern husband.
"No," Hiram, her other dad, repeated. She stomped her foot, as any six year old would do. Her face pouted in anger but felt her strong lips weaken into a frown as tears dotted her eyes.
"Please," she whispered. It was her dream to be a star. How could her own loving father not let her make this dream come true?
"You know you aren't aloud, Rachel," he said softly.
"I hate these stupid rules! Why can't girls choose to do what they want? Why must all men play classical music?" She questioned. She turned her back against her fathers with arms crossed. She was humiliated since she was crying on such an unimportant topic.
"I think you should tell the king yourself. I'm no mess-"
"Later, Leroy, later," Hiram whispered. He didn't want Rachel to actually take his advice and stand up to their ruler.
"It's not my fault you voted for the guy," Leroy stated sharply. He knew the king was a phony from the start.
"I voted for a man with confidence and look at the man we have today. If I didn't get on his good side, we wouldn't have been able to marry each other," Hiram replied. Rachel stopped sniffling and listened carefully to their conversation. She soon grown to love politics.
"I think the shortage amount of food is far more important than what kind of man he appears to be," Leroy spat. He was shorter and scrawnier than Hiram but their relationship was strong and they both needed each other to survive. "I think teaching Rachel would be a great way to express herself!"
"No," he ended and stalked off to his room in silence.