A/N-Tell me how it is, or else I won't continue.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything you recognize.
QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ
The soon-to-be Empress Kalasin did not want her titles. She had no say in the matter of who she wanted to marry, and this was probably the worst suitor yet.
The Emperor, His Royal Highness Kaddar, prince of Siraj, duke of Yamut, count of Amar, first lord of the Imperium was to be her husband. When he had come to Tortall to court her, she had seen him as loud, rude and obnoxious.
As soon as he went back to his homeland Kalasin had went in search of Daine, since she had visited Carthak and Kaddar only months before. She had said he was kind and thoughtful then. She then visited Numair, hoping to get as many views on Kaddar as possible. He had only said that Kaddar was as empty-headed as a stone.
She asked every single person who had gone on the trip about Kaddar. They all said the same thing as Daine, and when she told them about Numair's thoughts they all said that Numair had never taken a liking to the prince.
Her soft, silk red blouse and breeches rustled with the wind of the ocean as she bent over the railing of the ship. She had been told to dress simple, although she still didn't know why. Her dark hair was pulled back.
She was on one of the finest ships in the king's navy, but yet she still felt uneasy, and the second Carthak came into her line of sight, the thirteen-year-old sighed.
She did not want to be doing this.
But yet she had to.
For her country.
For her people.
But not for herself.
QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ
A/N-I can update with a long chapter, since I know how this is going to end, but only if you review. All of my reviews give me a warm fuzzy feeling. :D I like warm fuzzy feelings, so please give them to me. My birthday is coming up, so please give me a review as my present!