I wake up to my maid, Megan, shaking me.

"Your mother and father have great news, Your Highness!" Megan said excitedly.

I surpress a groan. 'Exciting' news from mom or dad is always something like new budget plans. But I get up anyways because I have to start my day sometime I guess.

I go to my closet and select a deep purple dress, a beige blazer, and bronze ankle boots. I put the clothes on and go to the bathroom. I look at my bright blue eyes and platinum blonde hair and get Megan to do my hair and makeup. I then walk to the dining room for breakfast. When get there, I see that both my parents are seated at the table.

"Megan told me that you guys had news- what is it?" I asked monotomusly.

"As you know, you are the heir to the throne." My father began. "This job is a lot of work, not for one to handle alone. It's time for you to start looking for a have decided to hold a selection for you!" Both him and my mother were smiling like maniacs, like this was the greatest thing ever.

I, for one, was speechless. It's not like I was opposed to the idea of a selection. I knew that it eventually was going to happen.

"Okay. Um. Wow. Okay." I stuttered. Stop saying one-word sentences! I said to myself.

"I know this is hard for you to comprehend right now, but this will be fun! 35 boys, fighting for your hand! Mom exclaimed.

"Yeah, sure. I think that I'm just going to eat and think about this later." I said.

Mom and Dad agreed, and left me alone.