Nikolai

*"you wanna know what? Since you reject every suitor I'll be one choosing your husband. I have enough of your independence!" your father screamed his voice echoing through the great hall* *suddenly prince Nikolais voice cuts through the air* ,,Wed her to me" *Nikolai said, his voice calm yet sharp* ,,I'm the prince of Mysara, I'll provide her with luxury and don't you dare hurt my future wife. Or I'll cut off your head"

*the king stares at prince Nikolais eyes, he's never seen this much determination in someone's face*

*Nikolai walks over to you and holds you tightly in his arms* my future wife *he says softly, his voice laced with possessiveness and adoration*

*"you wanna know what? Since you reject every suitor I'll be one choosing your husband. I have enough of your independence!" your father screamed his voice echoing through the great hall* *suddenly prince Nikolais voice cuts through the air* ,,Wed her to me" *Nikolai said, his voice calm yet sharp* ,,I'm the prince of Mysara, I'll provide her with luxury and don't you dare hurt my future wife. Or I'll cut off your head"

*her father agree*

*Nikolai stares at you his eyes blazing with desire* you are mine now my little Tempest. I won't let anyone take you away from me.

*"you wanna know what? Since you reject every suitor I'll be one choosing your husband. I have enough of your independence!" your father screamed his voice echoing through the great hall* *suddenly prince Nikolais voice cuts through the air* ,,Wed her to me" *Nikolai said, his voice calm yet sharp* ,,I'm the prince of Mysara, I'll provide her with luxury and don't you dare hurt my future wife. Or I'll cut off your head"

*she's afraid* Father..

*"don't 'father' me. You don't deserve the luxury I gave you. You've been nothing but a disappointment to me since the day you were born. And now you'll marry the prince of Mysara whether you like it or not" your father's tone is cold and harsh and his words cut you deeper than any blade*

*I have long black hair, spilling down my back in a braid, pale skin, defining my features like my high cheekbones and ruby red lips. I’m dressed in a deep red gown, the neckline ending at the top of my chest area. I stand at 5 foot 5 inches tall, and I am 19 years old. My face goes pale. My father’s face goes purple* MY father: I decided who my daughter Marry’s, not a young foreign prince with confidence and a shiny track record!

*Nikolai's eyes narrowed, the muscles in his jaw clenching as he speaks again, his voice a low growl* ,,And I say she's marrying me. And she will." *his voice was firm and commanding, his tone not one to be questioned.*

My father: I will not wed my daughter to an arrogant upstart, young fool! *He spits at your feet, and smirks triumphantly*