The Prince and The Pauper
Chapter 1 – Arranged Wedding
Prince Kenji sat on his throne in the morning, as always. He had the many servants of the castle bring him his breakfast, as always. He argued with his father about him getting married, as always.
The young prince was 16 years old. Light-Brown hair and sparkling blue eyes, it was a surprise how the prince wasn't married yet. Well, he maybe getting married thanks to his father, King Arashi.
His father always talked about his young son getting married at the age of 16 to a wealthy and beautiful princess of another kingdom. And Prince Kenji had already met other princesses of other kingdoms.
To him, they were all the same.
All the princesses wanted was to either have sex with him, become a Queen, or want his wealth.
He didn't like how they wore tons of makeup as if they had had a goat do it. He also didn't like how every princess was the same.
And most of all, he just didn't like any of them at all.
Prince Kenji sighed to himself as his father walked into the throne room at that moment, accompanied by servants and discussing something rather hesitantly.
King Arashi saw his son sitting on his throne, as always, and decided to end the conversation there. The servants left his side at once, and the King took his place on the throne next to his young son.
"Father," Prince Kenji began reluctantly, "What were you discussing with the servants?"
King Arashi looked at his son. "That's none of your concern at the moment my dear son."
"But Father-"
"I said it's none of your concern!" The king snapped.
Prince Kenji sunk back into his throne. He hated how his father acted now a days with his mother being dead. Instead of re-marrying, he simply stayed King without a Queen at his side.
King Arashi looked toward his son. "I'm very sorry my son. I've just been making arrangements for a wedding."
Prince Kenji snapped up immediately at that word. "Wedding?" The young prince asked, looking at his father.
His father nodded. "Yes, a wedding."
"And who's wedding is it?" The young prince asked again, leaning toward his father.
"Yours."
Prince Kenji leaned back immediately from his father. "Mine?!"
His father nodded again. "Yes, yours. You'll be getting married to a beautiful and wealthy Princess of another kingdom. Princess Mizuki."
Prince Kenji almost wanted to spit at that name. He really couldn't stand THAT princess. He had met her in the past and they had dated for a time. Then they broke up just as quickly after he learned the fact of her cheating on him with a peasant of her own kingdom.
"Why her?" Prince Kenji asked, trying to hold back the throw up that threatened to come out.
"She is the only princess who hasn't been married off to another Prince. The marriage is in two weeks."
Prince Kenji snapped back again. "What?! Two weeks?! But Father! You can't be serious!"
King Arashi shook his head. "Oh but I am serious my dear son." He looked toward the sickened prince. "I am growing old. I need you to marry now. So that way I don't have to worry about the throne being fought over."
Prince Kenji spit at his father. "I am only 16 father. You expect me to be married off to a princess who has cheated on me in the past and allow her to bear my children and to bear the throne as Queen? Never!"
"Silence my son!" King Arashi bellowed at the, now angry, prince. "I don't care whether you like it or not! Your getting married to Princess Mizuki and that is final! Clear?"
Prince Kenji stood up from his throne at the moment. Feeling the urge to throw up, the young prince mumbled something darkly to his father before walking away. "Never will I be married to her."