Hey guys My NAME IS BEKKKK this is my first FF! I have read so many that I thought I'd share mine with you lovelys. I am a total Klaroline shipper. I love them to death and want Caroline to go to New Orleans soo bad! I am hoping to update every week if you guys like what I have written so I hope you like it ;)
Rated it M because it could have eventual smut. But mostly just love in the 1400s. We have never really seen Caroline in the old dresses like Katherine and Emily and even Anna! And that what I want to show! CAROLINE'S GENUINE BEAUTY!
I'm really hope yOu guys enjoy!
TO DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES CHARARCTERS THIS IS JUST A STORY I MADE OF USING THE CHARACTERS FROM THE SHOW!
OKAY! Here goes nothing
The front yard is peaceful when covered with fake, Tries to outshine every flaw every weakness that makes us break. Fragile things we are yet the outer shell seems so tough, good intentions always turn out rough. What we don't realise we are all to blame, Stuck in the world of name and shame. If we keep it up we all share the same fate, it's the one thing that keeps us all from being great.
A photograph shall tell one thousand words right? Describing ones picture must be easy. But looking down at the small rectangle in the princess's hand leaves her feeling confused. She doesn't know what to make of the photo in her palm yet she feels the need to never let it go. Of a boy who was smiling a proper smile as if he was genuinely filled with joys however, the cheeky smirk did not reach his eyes. The eyes almost seemed as if they were lonely like he needed comfort a type of comfort that was filled with caress and love.
Henrik Mikaelson 1434.
His black as charcoal hair looked slick like it was polished with wax and was shaped like a candle. Dressed in a brown vest with black slacks and polished shoes tie tucked into his crisp white shirt obviously from royal calibre. There must have been an event that had taken place that evening from this young to be dressed so efficiently.
The Princess of France found the picture tucked away in the study father forbids her from entry but curiosity killed the cat. She looked anyway finding books of royal calibre and this picture of the young boy dress for a party. Her father had mentioned a royal family mostly because this family was filled with male suitors that Caroline to choose from and shall wed. She didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage but her mother had reminded her that her parents' marriage was arranged and she had learnt to love her husband and they now are truly happy. But Caroline didn't want to learn to live with it. She was convinced that once day she will find the man of her fantasies and fall in love with him then eventually have children preferably two boys two years apart and a youngest girl four years after her boys. She had even planned where she was to live after all her future children were born and her youngest had turned three years of age. It would be a small home just by the ocean. So her beloved husband could sit with her and watch the bright swirls of light disappear beyond the horizon.
But Caroline knew that the chances of not having an arranged marriage with a male suitor who uses her body for pleasure then disrespects her by making her feel less powerful then she is are slim actually close to nothing. She has seen it all before with The Princess of Switzerland well now Queen. When she was invited to watch the wedding take place as she marries Prince of Italy. Caroline watched him carefully knowing full well that he was filthy rich and liked power so when the chance came up to wed a beautiful goddess and get the power that comes with it that was an offer that the prince couldn't refuse, since then Caroline promised herself that she would have a say on who she was to marry when it comes down to it and that if she ever feels less than she is she will speak up and shall not hold her tongue. She is a stubborn and smart young lady and she will be damned if she ever sheds tears after told harsh words that she did not deserve from a male suitor.
The King of England had invited us to a gala to take place in their castle for the youngest daughter Rebekah. She was turning eighteen years of ages, be the same age as Caroline, Caroline's family are honoured to join the party and are hopeful that Caroline will become friends with the princess and find a husband within the kings sons. Caroline was doubtful. All the princes she has met drove her to insanity their heads the size of a boulders all trying to outweigh the other with the generous amount of riches or the many maiden they have bedded. Caroline would rather be-head herself then marry an egotistical moron with no sign of respect.
If you don't respect yourself how do you expect someone to respect you?
Caroline had the up most respect for herself. She brushed her golden curly locks every day and spent a generous amount of time in the quarry bathing the summer sweat off her body. She ate well and as seemed to always get a goodnights' rest because Caroline loved good needed slumber more than anything in the earth. It's where she can dream and imagine life without the castle and all the riches were she could be herself and live in peace. Caroline knew it was a long shot and was close to impossible to happen in reality but it didn't stop her from pushing to see even the tiniest glimpse of her goal.
Father didn't like her thoughts about running away to live with the forest creatures, he called it petty and stupid and one day she is going to be Queen of England when she marries off one of the kings sons. Mother thought that if she kept hoping for her life to go a different way she would be left with disappointments and would be miserable. So mother often tried to convince Caroline that this was best for her. The beautiful Princess Caroline wasn't having any of it but would go by the rules as they state.
This boy might have been a prince or even a guard because only those you dress like that are somewhat of importance. Caroline was to distracted by the photograph that she didn't realise that she was no longer alone. A male voice behind cleared his throat and it became clear to the princess that it was only her guard Alaric.
He bowed his head to her and waited for her to speak.
"Alaric" her sweet voice says as she showed a smile "What may I help you with,"
"Princess, I have just come from the kings quarters he says you are to see him at once." Alaric replies gulping he is nervous because if he had ever disrespect Princess Forbes the king would surely have his head.
"Did the king tell you why he wishes my presence?" She asked knowing but hoping that it was not about England and the princesses' future marriage.
"Yes my lady, he said it is urgent and he needs to discuss that matters of a trip to England to meet you male suitor." Alaric replied his palms were sweating and his knees felt the need to buckle.
"Of course!- of course he wants to talk about my future marriage proposal to a man I that cannot love and don't not! Love cannot be force don't you agree?" She raises her voice a little pointing at Alaric signalling for him to agree with her.
"Yes, My lady" he nods but then stay silent waiting for her to continue. She sighed and stuffs the photo up her long sleeve of her silky green dress.
Lightly smiling she says sighing "Lead the way Alaric"
The Princess of France followed the guard through the passageway and up the stairs towards her fathers' chambers. Caroline breathed heavily she had thoughts about how she could try to convince her father why she should not marry somebody that she does not know but they all seemed to not work out. She tapped lightly on the wooden door and waited for her father to address her.
"Come in, Care." The kings' voice brought her out of her thoughts. She stepped into the dark room where her father was sitting patiently behind a table with silver wear and a large variety of fruits and nuts sat in front of him on a large plate.
"My darling, would you be delighted to join me." He says waving his hand gesturing to the great looking food before her. She crossed her arms showing her father that she will not be persuaded by silly gestures of bribery.
"You summoned me?" She replies plainly showing no emotion. Father sighed unfolding his napkin settling it on his lap. He removed the gold ring from his knife and grabbed an apple before slicing it in half then taking the seeds out.
"Care, I know this be very hard for you to accept right now but I assure you this marriage is for the best,"
"The best for who? You!" She replies shaking her head read to walk out. How could he think that this was good for her? Father doesn't understand.
"Caroline, look at me when I am talking to you, I am your king," He calmly states matter of fact.
Her king? Who in gods' name does he think he is? The Princess is furious at her father. I cant believe that he would address her as somebody other than his daughter.
"My king? You supposed to be my father,"She yells shocked "If you send me away I will hate you forever and ever."
"This is for our kingdom Caroline, your future kingdom," He stands up walking to towards her grabbing his daughters' face in his hands "Your people need this alliance darling, they need you to do this for them,"
Caroline looked into her fathers' pleading eyes and started to doubt her reasons why she should not go to England. The warriors are fighting on a battle zone were they shouldn't be alone on. This castle needed help, the plague had settled wiping out a third of the village folk. This was the first time Princess Caroline Forbes of France was clueless. She was certain she made of her mind, but now nothing seemed so sure. Would she forgo her life for thousands of others? Give her future happiness away for her people.
"When do I leave?" Her sweet voice ponders. She needed time to pack her belongings and make sure her animals are tended to while she was gone. But would come back and get them when her new strange life begins.
Her father broke out a smile and he kissed his daughters forehead. He was so happy, but was also certain that his princess daughter would find everything that she was looking for in life. "You leave at dawn tomorrow, I will get Paige to pack your things," he replied.
TAAA-DAAH!
Did you guys like it?!
I know it was real short but hopefully the next chapter will be longer I promise! I'm apologising before you guys pick it up, the grammar might be different if you are from the US/UK because I live in Australia and we talk A LITTLE differently here.
Please review I would love to hear your thoughts constructive criticism is bloody-fantastic. Until next time lovelys… Bek