DEXTER JRS POV
My carriage was pulled away by 6 white horses. On the inside, the seats were made of a soft, luxurious and most importantly, magic resistant velvet. I tugged at my gloves, laying them beside me and kicking up my feet. I had a long ride ahead of me...
Half way through my 3 hour journey, I realised that soon I'd be married at a church, with a bride, and vicar and rings and guests and everything else! I began to panic and feel sick, so I asked the driver to stop and he did. I got out and sat on the ground. My royal advisor (Cupid, she believes in following your heart, just what I need) sat beside me and sighed.
"You...are having second thoughts, aren't you?" She asked, her understanding eyes piercing mine. I nodded and looked up.
"It's just, I'm 17. I have my entire life ahead of me, why do I need some stupid girl to ruin it? No offence"
"I get it, but...if you really don't like her, tell your parents, ask them to wait...now come on, we better get a move on" she pulled me up and opened the door. I clambered in and curled up in a ball for a nap.
"Presenting Prince Dexter Charming of the Dark Realm" I think I heard my name, but at this point, I was in deep sleep...snoring. The door opened and light shone in.
"WHAT?!" I jolted up, seeing a Royal Family giggling at me. I waved at the young girl dressed in a mint and pink party dress with white gloves. Slowly, I climbed out of my carriage completely forgetting my gloves. I shook hands with the King, kissed the hands of the Queen and Princess. There was lots of formal introductions then finally I was taken to my room. It was much smaller than the one at home, but then again, it was a smaller palace. The bed sheets were purple and black with a contrasting white stitching. My luggage had already been unpacked so I decided to change into something a little more comfortable. But before I had the chance, I struck the bed with magic. MY GLOVES! I left them in carriage. I called a servant to fetch them but they refused. I slammed the door and collapsed on the bed. Arrrrrgggg! Suddenly the door creaked open and the princess walked in and sat beside me.
'Hi...my names Ashleigh? Are you alright" she really did care.
"Erm, yeah. It's just I left my gloves in the carriage and there well...kinda important."
"Well...I'll go get them! Brb! Then when I'm back we can get ready for dinner!" She left, letting her curvy hips sway with every step. She returned with my gloves a few minutes later.
"Here" she said "let me" Ashleigh delicately picked up my pale hands and slid them on. Afterwards, she held them tight. It was actually quite nice.
"Now, dinners in about 40 minutes, so get a shower and I'll help you pick out an outfit. Something that'll make an impression" she skipped out leaving me alone. Guess I'll have a shower then? The bathroom was about the size of mine, almost an exact replica. I showered and waited for the girl to return. She did, eventually.
"Now, your outfit needs to be stylish...Ooo, how about this brown blazer, the turtle neck you have on now and those gloves!"
"Erm, okay?" I put on the clothes and styled my hair. I then noticed she had coordinated outfits with mine. Why?
"Come on, let's go" Ashleigh grabbed my hand and slotted her dainty fingers between mine. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Maybe we will get married. Maybe she'll like me...for me.
