I have no idea what to call it really (my temporary name is Sworn to the Sword, but here is the prologue if you wan to read it:
Gwen was wandering along the halls, trying to delay the inevitable. She knew these walls by heart, as she had lived in the castle for her entire life. Yet she always stopped abruptly and stared in awe at the sword mounted on the wall. It seemed magical, fresh, and new in these halls she walked everyday. Even though it had been there her whole life, it always surprised her to see it. She touched the pendant on her neck and felt a warm feeling course throughout her body. She never wanted to leave.
But her dad had to ruin everything.
She heard his footsteps on the corridor she was in. Gwen quickly rushed to the wall, which happened to be the same color as her dress, and tucked her auburn hair behind her. She hoped her dad would walk right past her. She squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation for the brutality that was about to come.
“ PRINCESS GWYNETH ROSE LONGORIA, COME HERE THIS INSTANT!”
Gwen opened her eyes her father, the king, right up in her face.
“Aughhh! Dad! You scared me!” She exclaimed, trying to escape the clutches of her dad.
“Gwyneth, you have over 50 young men here to see you to try and charm you into marrying them! You are a young woman now, you ought to be married and have children by now!”
“But dad I’m only 16-”
“NO BUTS!” Her dad screamed.
And with that, it was off to be tortured.
If you read this far, say "seen it!" and tell me your ideas, thoughts, and if you want more!