All Chapters of His Majesty's Forced Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I was awakened by the sound of horses galloping, I opened my eyes while my heart pounded against my head due to the commotion. It sounded like at least thirty horses were marching down towards the castle. By the sound of it, it appeared as if we were being invaded, although I knew that was not the case or the guards would have alerted us already. The room was still dark, the sun had not come out yet. I got up from the bed and walked towards the window. My room had one of the lousiest views in the castle, so I could not see what was happening, I had to resort to my imagination.I tried to remember if I had heard about something important happening today, but I did not recall anything, today was supposed to be like any other day. My brother Andrew and I were supposed to go to the market like we always did on Tuesdays because that was the day people from all over the Kingdom came to buy and trade their goods. I hated going, I was usually more of a loner and huge gatherings had always made

The attendees clapped unenthusiastically. “Wonderful! Now it is time for the wedding feast!” My uncle announced. I could not help but see him with resentment. Feasts take a long time to get organized and Gregory mentioned my uncle talked about me in his letters, how long had he been planning this marriage? It had to be at least a few months, which meant he knew for a while that this was coming and yet he never told me anything, he caught me off guard and gave me no time to prepare for this. Today I woke up thinking it was going to be just a regular day and now I was married to a king! All because of my uncle’s cruel silence. He could have warned me about his plans but he never said a word. Gregory offered me his arm to lead me to the dining hall. I took it

At first, I cried over my brothers and the life I was leaving behind, but as our journey progressed my sadness transformed into fear. Fear of the unknown, of the life that was ahead of me that I knew nothing about. The uncertainty of my future was too great for my mind to grasp. I was going to become the queen of a place I had never seen before, a foreign land filled with strange people I was supposed to rule.Of one thing I was certain: I was not at all prepared to become a queen. I lacked the knowledge, the personality, and the strength to be a leader. I was shy by nature and not much of a talker. I also lacked the etiquette pertaining to royalty. Even though I was the niece of a king, I grew up like a commoner and my two years living in the castle did not do much to improve my manners. My uncle never allowed me and my brothers to attend royal events, he preferred to keep us in the dark, so I never had the chance to rub shoulders with la crème de la crème of Lerene. I did not have mu

I finished my breakfast and then I took a long bath, I had gone many days without taking one and it was as if I could wash away all the pain and anguish that I had experienced since the day I was forced into marrying Gregory Dominis. The seamstress was already waiting for me when I finished, Cora offered me a white nightgown to wear while the woman took my measurements. Since Gregory had not allowed for me to bring anything from Lerene, I possessed nothing but the clothes I wore during the journey here."Lady Addison, my name is Arlene Polk, it is a pleasure to meet you," the seamstress introduced herself. She was around 50 years old, her brown eyes had a maternal air to them which made her look more beautiful than she really was. I liked her instantly, she was a person with sweet gestures and an affable personality. She w

The king kept on staring at me as I desperately tried to remember what Cora had taught me. This was not a simple dinner, this was a test and I was about to fail it. I could not recall what piece of cutlery was used with what dish, where I was supposed to lay my napkin, or how I had to address the people around me, especially the king. "Are you comfortable in the room I gave you?" He asked as the servants poured wine into our glasses.His voice drew me out of my worries. "Yes," I replied curtly, before taking a sip from my glass.I didn't normally like the taste of wine, but I was nervous, and maybe a little alcohol would help ease my nerves or help me remember my lessons. The first dish arrived and I had no idea what piece of cutlery to ta