It was the time where you heard of arranged marriages frequently like it was a normal statement that you would hear during the day. A time where women didnt have rights nor did they have opinions. It was the time of Princess Gabriella.
Gabriella: (smiling at her fiance) Devlin must you change everything.
Devlin: (smiles) Gabriella I am not changing everything! I am merely just giving my opinion.
Gabriella: (giggles) Whatever you say. (starts to walk up the stairs)
Devlin: Where are you going sweatheart?
Gabriella: I'm a little tired, I just want to go to bed. See you tomorrow?
Devlin: (nods) I'll be here. Goodnight darling.
Gabriella: (smiles) Goodnight.
As i walked solemly up the stairs I couldnt deny the feeling of being watched. I turned around quickly only to see the precense of noone other than Dylan. Oh, how i loathed this man.
Gabriella: (bitter) Dylan. Why are you doing in the palace?
Dylan: No need to be rude princess, I was just stopping by. Needed more seeds for the fields.
Gabriella: The kitchen is downstairs Dylan.
Dylan: On my way. Sweet dreams Gabriella.
Gabriella: Its princess to you Dylan.
Dylan: (nods with a smirk) Indeed, it is to you.
Gabriella: (rolls her eyes) Goodnight Dylan.
Dylan: (smiles to himself) Goodnight. (continues walking down the stairs)
I walked slowly towards my bed. While picking up my diary I sat down.
May 3rd 1798
Dear Diary,
A princess has duties but with every passing moment i realise what i am doing. I am 17 years of age and I am getting married. I try to brush off this feeling as i know that every woman in the royal family has done this. Has walked down the same path as i have. But is this enough, is this enough to cure my thoughts. Would i be able to give my love to someone i hardly know? Devlin is everything a woman would want as their husband. He is handsome, well-spoken, mannered, charming and he has a unbelievable sense of humour. But i barely know him. I do believe in love but the royals do not. I never had the privelege of going to school, trying out for the cheerleading squad, going to senior prom. It is all a vague memory, one that I could not grasp. A memory that is a blur, something i never would quite understand. Needless to say I am in fact a princess with a fake smile and a lonely heart.
Gabriella.