Disclaimer- The original characters, like Maxon, America, the Singer family and the Schreave Family, Kiera Cass created and I do not own them, the selected men and woman not in the original books are mine so is the royal dog they have, and the plot is mine.
A/N This is my version of the Heir, it is not like the book, and some characters are different. It's not the best, this is my first attempt at a chapter story fanfiction, my others are all one shots, so don't judge too much. But please if you have an idea or suggestion to improve my writing , review and i'll take it as constructive criticisms. So without further ado, here is MY HEIR
My Heir
Prologue:
I was standing behind the closed door to my mother's study. She was speaking to an advisor about Ahren and I.
Ahren was my brother and my best friend. Half the time we were hugging each other and laughing at our jokes and the other half of the time… well that was a bit more complicated.
Because Mom and Dad were the King and Queen of Illeá, that made Ahren and I Prince and Princess of Illeá. Not only were we the prince and princess but we were heirs to the throne. However, we didn't know which one of us will be the next ruler because we were born on the same day.
Mom fell in love with Dad, and she loves her country and people, what she didn't love was the rule that the first born male was the heir, and any female had an arranged marriage to strengthen foreign bonds with neighboring countries. So her and dad changed the rules, like England, so that the first born, whether male or female would be the heir. Apparently, they hadn't taken into consideration the possibility of having twins. So instead of one of us being chosen to represent our nation, we were forced to learn the etiquette and diplomatic lessons as if we were both going to be the ruler.
Through the heavy wooden door I could pick up a few words. " Both learned...King or Queen…rule inspiredly... "
I heard mother pause to listen to what the advisor said. She spoke again sounding a little worried, her voice rising."Compete? Ruin and tear… family..."
She paused once more and I heard what the advisor replied with " Selection…35 ladies...love...the Prince"
Ha! I thought.
Ahren was forced to be included in centuries old tradition of the prince inviting thirty five girls from Illeá to compete for his love or his crown. I got caught up in a vision of Ahren kissing thirty five girls and me having to deal with all their broken hearts. I didn't realize they voices had become silent, until mother opened the door and promptly ran into me because I was stupidly not paying attention to what was happening and was about to get into trouble.
"Eadlyn!"
Mom yelled in surprise, not yet angry that I had been eavesdropping.
"Sorry Mother." I stuttered knowing I had to think of an excuse fast " I just needed to pick up the reports father said he'd left in here."
I rushed into the room, running to my small desk and picking up random papers, and hurriedly left the room, leaving her staring at me by the door.
It's short I know, I promise Ill put up the next chapter as soon as i've finished proof reading it. Please review to tell me what you think, and if you want me to continue this. If I get negative reviews, or no reviews I may jus stop, I don't want to waste my time to post something people won't read and don't like. But I'm sure you all will be nice, since this is MY FIRST CHAPTER STORY. Anyways, thanks, and on that note, adios amigos.