Disclaimer- See chapter 1, some fixing has been done on it. I don't think magicked is a word, but I'm using it anyway. It sounds cool. Please R&R!

Oh, how she hated being docile

Well that was the first time anyone had actually disappeared right after dancing with her. He'd been the best dancer all evening, and he smelled good to boot.
Just my luck, she grumbled to herself while she danced with another god-awful loser who smelled, I swear something is out to get me. I have no luck in the romance department, I've never been kissed, and to top it all off now that I'm royalty I've got guys kissing the ground I walk on. Can I get a replacement here? Please?

But no higher being was listening to her pleas, and she was forced to dance until her legs felt like they were going to fall off. Excusing herself politely, because that's what she'd been forced to do by countless tutors, she limped her way over to Cede, who was sitting on a chair and laughing at her elder friends pain.

Lily glared at Cede, but couldn't help a small smirk creep from her mouth. It was a rather funny predicament. Rose was the best catch in the village, and when the young foreign queen had died unexpectedly the middle aged King needed a new bride. He'd called all the middle aged woman to the castle, found Rose to be the prettiest (considering she was the fittest and had an ample bosom), and married her the next day, moving her two daughters into the castle an hour before the wedding.

And that is how Lily became the heir princess to the land of Gronlic. But her baby brother would get the throne before she ever would.

That left the young princess with a life of either being your husbands quiet docile slave, or staying a virgin priestess for the temples the people erected for their pagan gods and goddesses.

Neither choice was what Lily wanted, but do we ever get what we want in life?

Finally the dance ended, and Lily helped Cede to their adjoining bed rooms. They'd gotten not even a quarter of the way there before there was staring from some of the rich noble boys, and laughing. Cede turned red and tried to keep her limping from being so noticeable, but she couldn't help it.

"Look at the hobbling crone! Will you fix me a witches stew my good old hag?" Said one particular noble, sneering at Cede and spilling his wine on her dress.

Lily looked at him with murder in her eyes.

She punched the cocky bastard square in the nose, kneed him in the groin, and then pulled him up by his hair and growled, "Do not ever insult her royal highness again, or you will be finding yourself without the ability to conceive. Got that?"

His friends stared at her with open mouths, before helping their friend up and scampering off to their guestrooms. Cede began laughing, so hard in fact that tears ran down her cheeks. When she finally got breath to talk, she said, "I pity the guy who marries you Li."

"Hey! I resent that!" Lily answered, laughing with her friend.

They retired in good spirits, neither looking foreword to tomorrows feast. Their father had hinted that he had surprises in store for his daughters.

The next day

Cede preened her self to look good at the dinner. She had left her long, curly black hair down, and had Lily weave sapphires in it to bring out her eyes. She wore a strapless deep blue evening gown and high heels in an attempt to make her limping less noticeable.

And then she attacked Lily with clothes.

By the time she was down, and Lily had been successfully dressed in a hunter green gown with emerald jewelry, they looped arms and headed downstairs to the dining table. Thankfully this dinner wouldn't be too long; the noble men from last night were glaring down Lily and cracking their knuckles in her direction. This just egged her on and she made every attempt to make them miserable by flicking food particles in their hair and clothes when they weren't paying attention. That is until her mother noticed and elbowed her in the ribs to stop.

King Richard stood up, and smiled warmly at his adopted daughters. "Friends, family, my queen and I have found suitors for our daughters. Princess Lily will be married to King Fredrick of Liebwes, and Princess Cede will be married to King George of Coop. Huzzah!"

Cede shone with happiness. She'd gotten a chance to dance with King George last night, and he was the first guy to show any interest in her. He was the perfect gentleman, and a good choice in a husband.

Lily was so mad that steam seemed to come out of her ears.

She wasn't mad at her parents necessarily, she knew this had to be coming. But she was marrying the richest, sexiest, arrogant King of the time. There was something extremely wrong with that picture. Why couldn't it be a deformed man, who adored her and yet was a perfect gentleman? What had she done to earn this?

"My lady." King George said to Cede, kissing her hand before giving it a gentle squeeze. One look in his dark brown eyes and Lily could see that she was melting with pleasure.

"My lady." King Fredrick said to Lily, doing the same except instead of a gentle peck on the hand she received a tongue lick too. Lily didn't show her disgust at the table, but inside she was throwing every curse she knew in his direction.

Later that night

He'd been spying on the dinner when the king had announced it. Perfect timing. He thought to himself. His castle renovations had just been completed, and now included space for his queen. He couldn't wait for the day when he could have that girl, in every way possible.

Clenching his fists to ignore the remembrance of her firm, heated skin in them, he magicked him self to her castle bed room.

She lay on her back, the sheets kicked down to her ankles and drool hanging out of her mouth. Her kitten eyed him at the end of the bed, debating whether to use him as a scratching board or not.

Carefully he picked her up until she was cradled against his chest. He allowed a small smile to show on his face while he brushed her hair away from her closed eyes. Her skin was very soft, and warm to the touch. A huge contrast compared to his cold, harsh world.

The kitten immediately leaped on her master's stomach before Emperor Zeeke magicked himself away with his new bride.