How Long Is Forever?
Chapter 1
Keirran
-Breakline-
"So, prince Keirran. Are you excited for your upcoming Selection? I heard that you've already made the preparations and that the girls are ready to come to the palace."
I smiled and tried to hide the fact that I was actually nervous as hell. The lights of the Report room made me sweat, and I hoped the people watching the report at home weren't able to see the small drops of sweat that were forming on my forehead.
"Well, I am excited, I can say at least. But the fact that soon there will be 35 girls running around in my home will be… something to get used to."
George smiled at me. The man always knew exactly what to do and say in these kind of reports, so I hoped he wouldn't let me down this time either. "I guess that me and the citizens of Illea can understand that. Is there something you want to say before thousands of girls are going to sign up for the Selection?"
The camera turned to me, and I tried to stay calm. I knew what I was going to say, I even practiced it a couple of times with my father! But… I forgot.
I tried not to bite my lip while the camera stayed focused on me. Biting my lip was a habit of me that my father found weak. He had gladly told me that I should never do it on television or I will know the consequences.
"The only thing I want to say is," I quickly thought about something, "that every girl that will get into the Selection, please, be yourself. Acting like someone you aren't will get you nowhere."
As George nodded approvingly I quickly glanced over to my father. His eyes were narrowed, but not the kind off narrowed that meant that I'll be dead after this Report is done. It was the kind that meant that he was satisfied with the way I handled or said things.
I sighed in relief as George let the Report come to an end, and I nearly jumped out of my chair when the lights went out.
With big steps I marched to the door. I only wanted to get out of here. The Selection and everything around it were making things really stressful for me, and the fact that the rebels were frequently attacking wasn't really helping either.
"So… big brother," a voice behind me said. "Running off already? I thought the Selection was something you looked forward to?"
My face turned into a emotionless mask as I turned around.
Behind me stood Jason, my dearest younger brother. I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms in front of my chest challenging. "What do you want, Jason?"
He smiled and folded his hands on his back, making him look really innocent. The citizens of Illea loved him, but only if they knew who he really was.
"I was just curious why my brother was in such a hurry. Going somewhere, Keirran?" he said with a sweet voice. "Is the Selection a bit stressful for you? Can't the crown prince of this country take the stress anymore?"
I didn't answer his question, which only motivated him to continue. "I have to say that you disappoint me, big brother. If 35 girls can make you feel that stressful, I would like to see what happens to you when you become king. What will happen to you when you have to take care of a whole country?"
"Shut up, Jason," I said harshly as I turned around and opened the door to leave the report room. Before I could close the door behind me I could hear Jason laugh.
"I'll see you around, big brother!"
-Breakline-
The gardens always calmed me down. Since my father had announced to me that I will have a Selection, I began to admire the castle gardens a lot more than I did before.
The grass and the flowers smelled wonderful, and the branches of the trees slowly moved as the wind flew through it. I closed my eyes and a smile crept onto my face.
I never wanted this Selection. I've told my father before that this wasn't the way that I wanted to find my wife, that I didn't want it to be broadcasted all around the country and that I just wanted to keep it… to myself.
My father didn't take it so well.
Some of the bruises took a month to finally fade away. And man… did they hurt.
But here I am. Tomorrow, all the girls in this country can sign themselves up in the hope that they can become… my wife. That sounds strange, doesn't it?
Trying to get the Selection off my mind, I began to wonder when was the last time I truly felt happy. I smiled as I remembered. My tenth birthday, when mom was still alive. The thought of my mom only made me smile even more.
Things were so much better when she was still around. Father was happy and Jason and I could get along just fine. But after she died, this family completely broke into pieces.
I opened my eyes and looked down at her grave.
Allison Sharon Illea
I got of the stone bench I was sitting on and a suddenly felt brave. Mother would've wanted me to be happy, so I'm going to fight for it. The Selection may not be something I've chosen for but I'll make the best out of it.
I will find the love of my life, but most important of all.
I will feel happy again.
-End-
This was the first chapter of, How Long Is Forever? There will probably be a lot of grammar errors, but like you can tell out of my name, English is not my mother language, so please don't flame me about it.
Before you can go crazy and create your OC, I want you to read these three rules:
No Mary Sues… not everybody is perfect, so they can't only be nice and sweet and kind. So please be creative, because when I find a character to Mary Suesy, they will not be accepted.
Be creative! I don't want five of the same kind of characters, so make them special! Make them stand out in their own way.
I don't care how you sign your OC up, by review or PM, but guests, because I can't message you back, be as descriptive as you can be!
Here is the form! I'll put it up on my bio so you can copy and paste it. Below the form there is a bit more information about how the princes and the king look, so be sure to read that too. Also a handy thing to add is that you can submit two characters! And for now…
Have fun creating!
Name:
Age (16-19):
Caste: (2-7):
Province (may change):
Occupation:
Haircolor:
Hairstyle:
Eyecolor:
Eyeshape:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Talents/Hobbies:
Backstory:
Family (personality, appearances, age, relationship with the character):
Friends (same as family):
Past boyfriends (if they had any):
Reason for entering:
Thoughts on King Luther:
Thoughts on the death of Queen Allison:
Thoughts on Prince Keirran (18):
Thoughts on Prince Jason (16):
Extra:
That was the SYOC form! Now the appearances of the King, Queen and the two princes.
King
Name: Luther Aiden Illea
Haircolor: Blonde
Eyecolor: Blue
Queen (who she was)
Name: Allison Sharon Illea
Haircolor: Black
Eyecolor: Amethyst
Princes
Name: Keirran Thomas Illea
Haircolor: Pitch Black
Eyecolor: Ocean Blue
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Name: Jason Damian Illea
Haircolor: Pitch Black
Eyecolor: Amethyst
This is all the information you need to know so far! See you all the next chapter!
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