The Omega's Princess

Confirmed

I could not sleep all through the night. My mind wandered far and near. Father was going to get a groom for me. Just like that? What was I to him?

It was painful that father saw me as nothing but a weak child that was supposed to be married to anyone who could protect her. I wished Father could think of me as someone better.

I sighed as I removed my earrings and got on my bed. Even with the warm bedspread, I still felt cold. I felt cold and betrayed.

Tears began to fall from my eyes and I could not stop it. I had to let it all out, washing out my pain and frustration. I deserved so much better.

Who was my groom going to be? I wished I could run away but it was just not possible! Everywhere was heavily guarded.

There was no way a pin could leave the palace with no one's knowledge.

It was far from possible. If only the floor could open up and swallow me.

The last thing I had expected was getting married to anyone I did not love.

I stood up immediately and walked gently to the window. The moon and stars were out, shining brightly like they were happy.

Everyone seemed to be happy but me. I opened the windows and looked at the sky. The fresh breeze swept into my room. I heard footsteps.

Of course, footsteps of the guards. They protected every angle of the palace. My room most especially. It was like they knew I had plans to run away.

Perhaps, father knew me too well and predicted I was going to run away hence he ordered the guards not to leave my side.

I closed the window and walked back into the room. I had no choice. I had to prepare for what the next day had for me.

“Did you see him? I heard he is very powerful and he needs a bride. He is very attractive and I would not mind being his bride” I heard one of the maids giggled as they passed by.

“No one would accept him if you bring him here. He is a werewolf. Are you not aware of that?” I heard the other argue. I shook my head.

They seemed so excited. I on the other hand was sad. They had the right to bring home anyone they wanted as a bride but I had to live only by the kingdom's rule.

I curled beneath my bed and sooner than I expected, I was carried off to sleep.

The early morning sun illuminated my room. It was a bright new day but it didn’t seem like one for me.

Although I had tried my best to prepare for what the day would bring, I didn’t seem prepared at all. The preparation was not easy for me.

I got up and dashed into the bathroom. I had to quickly prepare otherwise Father would be upset with me.

I got into the bath tub and began to wash my body. I had instructed the maids not t bath me anymore. I just didn’t like it anymore.

As I washed my body, several thoughts ran through my mind. My heart began to race.

Was I going to meet my proposed spouse that morning? Was I going to see him that day? Would I ever see anyone that would make my heart flutter?

It just seemed so impossible. Not wanting to spend too much time, I hurriedly washed my body and in a couple of minutes, I was out of the bath tub.

I wrapped my towel on my body and headed back to my room. My bathroom was inside my room so the distance was not too far.

I rubbed a mixture of lavender and coconut oil on my body and I can swear that the scent was heavenly.

That was exactly what father wanted. I had always wanted to be like every other woman so I always tried my best to do my things myself including selecting my wears.

I opened the largest wardrobe that was at the right hand corner of my room.

As expected, all the gowns spoke elegance.

That was what I had worn all my life. Just gowns. Royal gowns. I was never allowed to wear anything too simple, after all, I was royalty.

I glanced through it and brushed them with my hand to know which to pick.

After much argument in my spirit, I settled for a pink gown that was of course, floor length. I picked it up and coated myself in it.

I draped myself in the garment and sat on the chair right in front of the mirror. I packed my hair into a bun and held it down with a crystal rhinestone pin.

The pin itself was beautiful. After looking at myself and confirming I was okay, I picked up my crown and placed it on my head. It was necessary.

Ever since I was a little child, Father had made me wear it since I was little. I had no option.

I also ensured to put on a matching rhinestone earring and I was proud of myself as I looked even more beautiful. A sad smile formed on my face as I stood up and walked out of the room.

My father's room was about a stone throw from mine.

I walked out of the room and was immediately met by Donald. The day was definitely going to be bad.

“You look stunning. I believe your suitors would be blown away when they see you. Save for he fact that you are my sister, I would have come for your hand in marriage” He sized me with his eyes from head to toe.

I was visibly upset.

“I am not your sister” I answered angrily, crossing my arms.

“Oh really? It’s up to you then. You have just two days to spend in this palace. Afterwards, I would be able to breathe” A sinister smile formed on his face as his lips curved into a half smile.

“Wait.. what.. What do you mean?” I asked trembling with fear. What was he talking about?

“Just so you know, you are getting married tomorrow”

Immediately, my whole world came crashing down. How was that possible?