Author's note: I hope you guys enjoy this first installment of the series for Bellarke I dreamt up today!
"My answer is no, and that is final," Bellamy leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms with a strong look of conviction.
"But sire, I do not think you understand the gravity of our situation."
"I'm sorry did I ask for your opinion?" In Bellamy's heart he knew he was right, and no one was going to be able to convince him otherwise. No matter how good it was for his country, he would not ever leave his sister alone just when she needs protecting the most.
Even though Bellamy was born royalty, his life so far had been a far cry from the fairy tale one would expect. He could recall the moment the spoiling stopped completely and as a child the explanation had eluded him. Now as a young man, he understood it was a mixture of the birth of his younger sister, Octavia, and his countries depletion of resources since the rebellion.
His relationship with his sister was a complex one. Although he loved her unconditionally
, he acknowledged he was the only one she brought happiness to. Octavia was born a bastard. Unlike Bellamy, the crown prince, she did not have the blessing of the king's blood flowing through her veins- earning her resentment from much of the royal court from birth and the need for her entire existence to be kept a secret from the public and most of the castle's servants.
Since the first day he laid eyes on her crying, wriggling, chubby form his heart was taken. Everyday in secret Bellamy went down into her dungeon of a room to give her lavish foods he had stowed away from the kitchen, or just talk and play with her. As he grew older and more authoritative he stopped hiding the acts of kindness toward his sister, daring someone to say anything to try and stop him.
Bellamy only had one other sibling, his only full sibling, Murphy. Murphy was just a year younger than Bellamy, but looked up to him immensely- hoping to be in his favor when it came time for him to lead their country as king.
But all of a sudden Bellamy's straightforward and mapped out life did a 360. A few weeks prior to his conversation with his Father's aide, the court got news of a proposition from the South, which his country owed a rather large debt to.
The debt would be forgiven if they would give up their successor, have him come rule beside the princess after their king's death.
And no way was he going to leave his sister in the clutches of the people who locked her away and give up his right to his country just to marry some helpless princess named Clarke.
Bellamy stood up, off of his throne in front of the court, "I'll find another way to pay back our debt. I'll go and tell their messenger where to stick their offer."