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The Prince and His Maid

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Arion is the 27 year old Crown prince of a small, but rich fairytale land. He does not feel ready for marriage and settling down. The the law declare that he needs to be married and have a heir to ascent to the throne. With an uncle lurking in the darkness for his change to grab the kingdom for himself Arion's father is getting nervous. The King forces his rebellious son to chose a bride among the available princesses.

Arion's best friend Finn, who just happens to be a pirate captain, is send on the dangerous journey to retrieve Arion's chosen bride.

But what happens when Arion's eyes is finally caught by a woman, a New Young servant girl ? And how will the princess handle a month onboard a pirate ship ? Not to mention the handsome captain.

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1: Choosing a bride
*Arion* "And I win again". I grin at Joel as I adroitly jump from my large black stallion, landing on the cobbled stone of the huge courtyard. I hand the reins to one of the stable boys and clap the horse on the flank. "Make sure to cool him down properly before watering him". My friend and squirm Joel stops his own horse, a bay mare and get of it. "As always my prince. But to my defense I was holding two rabbits and a pleasant in my hand during the race". "Yeah excuses, excuses.. you always have one". I say laughing, running a hand through my windswept hair to gain a bit control of it, and stop the curls from falling down on my forehead. "Get these to the kitchen". Joel hands over the animals to a Young boy, who instantly run off. There is a bustle of people around us and quite a lot of noise, to call it a castle doesn't really describe my home, it is more a small village on its own. As we are walking up the stairs to the grand parken door, one of my fathers truster men comes hurrying out. He gives me a light bow as he spots me. "Your highness, the King requested your presence in the throne room right away". I give him a nod to let him know the message is received an he scurry of, looking happy that finding me turned out to be an easy task for once. "Well, then I better go see what dear old dad wants to pester me about this time.. see you later". I give Joel a tired smile, before pushing open the heavy door. I make my way to the throne room at a leisurely pace as I am kind of expecting trouble. Mostly because I always seem to get in trouble lately, even if I mostly don't feel that I did anything wrong. As I enter the grand room my father looks up and I am granted a short smile, before his booming voice echoes of the walls. "There you are my only son, my pride and joy. I see you have been out hunting again". "You wanted to see me father.. it sounded important". I say, looking at the stood looking grey haired man sitting on the throne. There is no doubt he is trying to butter me up and that scare me a lot more than anger. I glance around the room, it always makes me feel so small and well a bit uncomfortable. The walls are decorated with elaborate gobelins and the huge gilded throne sets on an ornate dais, making my father look down on whoever he is talking to. He nod and I notice that the castle priest and healer, my old teacher Hendry is standing in the shadows beside the throne. "It is time for you to choose a bride my son. You turned 27 last month and I am not getting younger. You can't keep procrastinating, then it will be to late. Hendry has put together a list of appropriate choices". "Like in now.. ? Here ..? Right this instance ?" I feel the panic sneak in on me. Honestly I don't feel ready and I definitely don't feel like marrying some stranger. "You want me to choose a woman to marry from of a list ?" My father nods, this is of course not the first time the subject is brought up, but so far I have managed to avoid it getting farther than the talks. It seems time is up and the trap is about to close. My father sigh. "You keep sliding of on the matter my son. But you need to choose a bride, get married and sire an heir, if not the kingdom will be lost. My brother is just biding his time, hoping for me to die while you are still undecided.. then by law the throne will fall to him". For some stupid reason the laws of our kingdom state that a prince need to be married and have proved his capability to sire an heir to claim the throne. I find it to be a very old fashioned way of thinking. "You are the King, remember ? You are the one making laws, so just change this one and the problem is solved". I suggest. "Arion you are a smart man, you know I can't just change an ancient law like that. The noble men would start a mutiny and the people would riot if I changed things like this, it has always been like that and people trust in that system". He stands up and come to place his hand on my shoulder. "They are already whispering and gossiping about what might be the reason for the crown prince refusing to marry". I sigh, feeling my shoulders slump and my father shakes his head before turning to the priest. "Hendry please inform my son what his choices are". The old man roll open a scroll he has been holding in his hand. "First option is the princess Sreda of Moore, she is renowned for her beauty and has just turned 19 years old". "I'll have to pass.. because we all know she is known for a hell lot more than her looks. If I am forced to marry someone I don't love, then let me at least marry a decent woman and not a w***e with a pedigree". I am shaking my head in denial. "Arion !". My father sounds shocked. "For the sake of the Goddess, she is a Royal princess, you can't talk about her like that". I shrug and throw out my arms. "Well sorry dad, but there is a reason she is also known as 'princess spreads her legs'. So thanks but no thanks, I don't want everyone else's sloppy leftovers.. she is probably carrying something nasty too". My father groan and look at Hendry, choosing not to comment further. "Well.. then there is princess Fillys of the red isles, she is a very good choice.. the kingdom is very wealthy and the King has no sons, so the kingdom falls to her husband". Hendry say, keeping his eyes on the scroll. I purse my lips thoughtfully. "And the catch is ? Because if she isn't married or at least engaged by now there is something you are not telling me.. she is a total ogre right ?" My father groans again, sounding in pain. Hendry look at my father, who nods with a sigh. "Well the princess had goatpox as a child and it left her.. somewhat scarred. She is 32 years old by the way and willing to skip a formal engagement". I shake my head vigorously. "I feel sorry for the poor woman, but no.. most definitely no. If no one has jumped on the offer yet, then somewhat scarred means that the mob are chasing her with pitchforks". Hendry run his finger over the page. "There are princess Bea of Genoa. She is known to be sweet and pleasant. Her 14th birthday is coming up next month". My father smile and interjects. "I met her last summer on my travels, a very kind of pretty young woman". "No.. no.. just no ! Do I even have to explain here ?" I close my eyes, rubbing the bridge of my nose. "I am aware that it is normal, especially among royalty, but I am not marrying a child, not gonna happen". My father give me a stern look. "You are being ridiculous here. If she has reached womanhood and can carry a child, and we have been informed that the princess indeed has, the she is a woman and ready for marriage. Your own dear mother was 15 when I married her". "Uhm yeah .. you can be as creepy as you want to, but it's a no for me". I might be stomping me foot in frustration. "I don't care if she has had her first bleeding, I refuse to marry anyone who hasn't had her 18th birthday". My father look rather exhausted by now. I know he loved my mother dearly and I don't really judge him for doing as everyone else, I just couldn't marry someone I see as a kid. Hendry starts to look a bit desperate as he quickly gets near the end of his scroll. "Well, that doesn't leave many options. Most princesses are married long before they turn 18 my prince". "Well, too bad.. then we have no options but to..". "Oh here is one". The old man cuts me of, making me roll my eyes. "Princess Pippi of Garendale. She is 19 and a strong and healthy young woman". "Ohh God no... definitely no". I wave my hands. "You have to be kidding right ? Princess piggy. I would be scared to death that she roller over in bed and crushed me. Also there would most certainly never be an heir, my d**k would commit suicide by cutting itself up if I tried to force it near her". "Arion ! Languages please". My father is rubbing his face with both hands. "That is no way to talk about a woman". I shake my head, remembering the princess in question. "Honestly I am not sure that one is a woman". "You can't afford to be this picky". My father sit down on the edge of the deis. "I know you have some great aspirations of true love, but marriage has nothing to do with love and everything to do with politics and convenience". "But.. she do look like a huge pig and she is as tall as me. She probably outweigh me by about two fully grown men too. No kind of politics or convenience can make up for that". To be honest, princess Pippi scares the living daylight out of me. Hendry rolls up the scroll with a sigh. "Well only one option left then my prince. Princess Isolde of Eshal. She recently turned 18 and renowned for her great beauty. The rumours say the only reason she isn't married is that her father only wants to marry her of to a crown prince and he demands a huge dowry". "Hmm, I never even heard of her". I say as my mind wander to what kind of woman she might be. I don't actually care if my wife is beautiful, as long as she isn't disfigured. I just want her to be sweet and kind, someone warm and loving that I can talk to. My father stand back up. "Well I do not care if you have heard of her, unless you want to pick one of the others, this is it.. you are out of options. I am willing to pay what her father is asking if that gets you a wife". "Whatever.. I guess one is as bad.. Uhm good as the other". I shrug. "Make the arrangement and tell me were and when to show up". I walk out the room, seems like I am about to find myself married to some woman I have never met.

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