The Ordinary Guy My Dream Husband

My name is Roshin, a daughter to the king of Simie empire;king Leon and his wife queen Lala. People used to address me with the title of"princess" calling me princess Roshin. I had one brother who was called Price Troy. I loved my family so much especially my mom since she was the only person who would feel and understand my pain though she couldn't help me that much. I never liked my dad and neither did he love me too. My dad had many servants who gave him protection during good and harsh times of the empire. He was brave and he feared no one but death. It was also said that he killed his own brothers before becoming the king of that empire as it was the only way for one to become a king of a certain empire that time. Maybe he never liked that idea, because he wanted to give birth to only one Prince. He never wanted his children to witness what he had gone through to become a king. He never wished for his blood to fight against each other for the crown. In some kingdoms, the eldest brother would be crowned the next king but that wasn't the case in ours. My brother loved me a lot at first because I was still young, I used to give him company whenever he needed me. Indeed we loved each other so much. He treated me so well that I only wished him only blessings. Unfortunately my dad used to praise him for being a good boy and he made me feel like I was just nothing or I meant nothing to him. My dad sent him overseas for further studies claiming that schools in our empire were not good at teaching and nurturing a king to be of a special empire like the Simie empire. And as for me who meant nothing to dad and his empire was only kept in the palace waiting for the right time to exchange me with fighting tools and then go to my "in-laws" house, the last thing I liked in this planet Earth. One day I thought of moving out of the palace so I went and talked to Mom about it. She told me she was going to think about it and let me know when to go. My mom was a soft, obedient woman and with few words most especially when talking to her husband. The innocent and helpless lady had nothing to tell me the next morning. She was sure her husband wouldn't like that issue, she got scared when I asked her about my response,i could read it from her face that she was scared of Sharing the matter with Dad,who was her husband. But she still had to try since my happiness mattered a lot to her, she brought the issue before her husband but the feedback she got hurt her the most. I was not the kind of girl who was fond of overhearing people's stories but God forgive, that time I did because I was impatiently and curious to know my father's say about my issue. I also hoped to be sent overseas for studies which I guessed and imagined to be full of fun but all my hopes got shuttered on hearing my dad's response. I left where I was standing silently and went towards my room but before I could reach my room I noticed that Linie ,Jen and Bella were all staring at me cry because they looked cold and hurt. Linie, Jen and Bella were my maids, my best friends, my partners and my everything as I can say. I loved them equally that no one felt above others,they loved me and themselves too. I enjoyed their company since they made me feel loved and never treated me like a princess because many maids out there hated their masters especially princesses who treated them as slaves with no feelings. They would monk them as if they wanted to belong to middle class families. Linie and Bella were married so they used to share their marriage matters with me and Jen because they trusted us completely that they couldn't hide anything from us. We could share our sorrows, worries and happiness whenever we gathered in my room. They all loved me for not treating them harshly but of course I had to treat them well since they are the only people who would share their minds with me, who would make me feel loved and treated me like a human being not as a property that would be sold anytime. I even wondered why would they treat me well when we didn't share any connections as blood yet my own dad would treat me like hell My dad never spent more than ten minutes listening to me. Whenever he would see me,he would ask me to keep obedient after my marriage,l also got faded up with his statement to the extent that I started dodging meeting with him. Deep down my heart I knew he never wished to have me (a daughter) because my mom had told me that dad wished to have only one kid but mom got my pregnancy (the second pregnancy) by accident and that dad asked her to abort but mom insisted and kept me until I was born. What made matters worse was that; the day I was born was the day that my grandma left to be with the Lord in heaven. She was the most precious thing to my dad.