A/N: Hello everyone! Well, I'm officially on vacation, so I thought I could take some time to write a veeeery short story about one of my favorite couples. It's probably not that good, but please R&R anyway! Lol.

Confessions of a Wall Flower

Summary: Marion lives a quiet life with her family on Domino. Until one day, her parents announce that she has been chosen to marry the future King of the strong and formidable nation, and just maybe her life-long crush, Prince Oritel. But he doesn't even know her name, in fact, he´s never glanced twice in her direction. She´s been no more than a wall-flower. Or has she?

Marion tied the ribbon that held up her thick curls. The weather this morning was beautiful. Unfortunately, her anxiety wouldn't allow her to enjoy it the way she would`ve liked. She began taking books off the shelf where she kept her collection and reorganizing them. It helped her keep her mind busy and her nerves in check. And the cause for her anxiety? Apparently, she had been chosen to be the fiancée of the future King of Domino, Prince Oritel.

He was tall, with auburn hair and the deepest brown eyes she´d ever seen. And the very few times that Marion had seen him smile had been enough to ignite her curiosity.

She´d only ever seen him from afar. As extended royalty, her family was often invited to the King and Queen´s banquets. But there was rarely an opportunity to approach the Prince, who stood solemn by his parents´ side. Still, all she`d ever heard about him were kind things, both from the people and her father who occasionally worked for the King.

However, the last time the Prince made an appearance was about three years ago. The Royals had retired temporarily from their bountiful feasts, and rumor had it that Oritel was studying abroad.

But now, he was back. And they were engaged.

And she wouldn't refuse. After all, arranged marriages happened all the time, it was a lifelong tradition. Her parents had asked that she return home from Magix to give her the news. And she accepted, without a trace of resistance, as it should be.

But now she wondered, why had she been chosen? Out of all the noble daughters and maidens within the Kingdom? Surely there was someone finer than herself. All these thoughts haunted her now. Marrying the future King held great implications, such as the fact that Marion herself would become the Queen. A vast responsibility she never even dreamt of having to take on.

Marion was suddenly startled by a knock at her door, causing her to drop a few books.

"Am I interrupting?" her brother asked, poking his head in before she could answer.

"Hardly", she replied, smiling.

"You look tense", Demetri noted, leaning against the doorframe. Marion sighed. After her mother, her brother was probably the one person in the universe who knew her best.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with the sound of wedding bells, would it?"

Marion plopped down on the chair by her desk.

"I´m just not sure what to expect. What if he doesn't like me?" she asked, sounding self-conscious even to her own ears. Which normally wasn't like her. Demetri scoffed.

"He´d have to be insane"

"I´m serious"

"So am I", he said simply. Of course she knew he was trying to provide comfort. But that wasn't what she´d meant. For one, she was what people would call a bibliophile, an avid reader ever since she could remember. She was poised and delicate and learned etiquette like any princess did, but she was also dearly appreciative of her studies. Marion probably wasn't like the conventional noble daughters of their time, who were trained throughout their youth to marry a King, but her parents didn't seem to mind. Her father, a renowned Lord, was also proud of what her education had accomplished. But would it be enough to impress the Prince? Would he be interested in a non-conventional book-lover such as herself?

"I think it's wonderful, Marion dear", Luna sang. Luna was the princess of solaria and represented the power of the moon, although the sunshine was probably more parallel to her personality.

"That`s what my parents said" Marion said, absent-mindedly.

"Well, they have a point", her friend said, sitting by her side, "An engagement with the Prince of Domino is a big deal, try to think of yourself as blessed",

"I do, Luna, believe me, I just…" she tried, her voice trailing off, "I`m just nervous, after all, I don't know the first thing about him",

"Well, from what I hear, he`s pretty thoughtful, his mother however…" she said, looking away awkwardly. This wasn't helping.

"What about Queen Regina?"

"Mmmm…let`s say she has a reputation for having somewhat of a temper. Now, the King is another story, he`s quite benevolent, actually",

"Wait, how do you know that?" Marion quirked a brow, but by this time, she`d probably known better than to ask. Luna belonged to the high class, and although discrete and respected, she also knew a lot about a lot from simply belonging to her circle.

"Doesn't everyone?" was her response. There weren't many royals who studied at Alfea. She and Luna were two of the very few. As her best friend put it, many royals preferred to attend the colleges in their own realms. And the ones who didn't usually chose a school depending on who they wanted to be.

"Take Lady Samara for instance" Luna had said, "Coming from such a wealthy family, she could`ve attended any school she desired. But Samara preferred the fancy Eraklyon institute. Meaning she isn't the least bit interested in becoming a guardian fairy- or getting her hands dirty", she muttered.

Marion had heard of Eraklyon institute before. And unlike Alfea, it wasn't meant for guardian fairies or for the woman who wanted to become resilient. It was more about decorum, and the true beauty of being a fairy. It was purely about the art behind their nature. But Marion wanted more than that, she always had. Which was why her engagement to Oritel came as a surprise.

"You know, he goes to school just a few miles away from here", Luna mentioned, suddenly.

"He does?"

"Sure. At Red Fountain. He`s almost a senior"

Right. Marion had forgotten about their two-year age difference.

"Oh…I heard he was studying in a distant city, I just didn't think it was-"

"Here?" Luna completed with a knowing smile. What was that supposed to mean?

"I have a few friends at Red Fountain. If you want I could set up an outing of sorts"

"I really don't think that`s a great idea", Marion replied nervously. Luna scoffed. But Luna was a princess, and all in all, she was different. She and Marion were very close friends but personality wise? They were a perfect representation of fire and ice.

"He`s your fiancée, hun. You`ll have to stop being so shy around him, eventually. Why not start now?"

Marion remained quiet. At the very bottom, she knew Luna was right. But she was a wall-flower, invisible.

"The Day of the Royals is coming up, I bet we`ll both receive an invitation", her friend clapped her hands together in excitement.

"Great…"