No! I Don’t Want To!

Disclaimer: The title will probably be changed…can’t think of a good one at the moment ; Also this is all fiction…based on none of the real royal family or anything Please R&R!!

This story is about the daughter of the Duke of Norly. It’s about her quest for true love…and so it began the night of Christmas eve.

She sat beside her mother, who was sitting next to her father. She was the only child, but soon to have a baby brother…or so her father had hoped. She was a very obedient daughter doing as her father or mother would ask of her. She was fluent in Latin and French, and also spoke a little Spanish. At the table sat the Royal family, King George and Queen Madeline sat at the front. On the kings side of the table sat his son and the next heir to the throne Prince Andrew, he was rather handsome and very popular with the ladies, he had auburn hair and stunning crystal blue eyes that made you weak at the knees. On the Queens side of the table sat my father, the king and queen had taken a liking to my father that’s why we sat so close to the front of the table. It was also a rather small gathering, because it had snowed during the day and caused many people to have to cancel because they could not make it with all the snow covering the ground. Soon the feast begins…and begins her story…

I sat at the table eating the marvelous food that we were all having tonight. My parents were talking with the King and Queen, as I sat there not wanting to talk to the man beside me, who looked like he had fallen asleep anyways. So I just ate my food slowly, but then I felt someone staring at me. I slowly lifted my head and noticed it was no other then Prince Andrew, I looked around to see if there was another person he might be staring at but, unless he was staring at the old man beside me…which I highly doubt he was. The feast was soon at the end and the dancing began, I had just stood up when Prince Andrew came over.

“My lady may I have this dance?” he asked, taking my hand and kissing it.

I looked at him and smiled and nodded “It would be my pleasure your highness” as I gave a little curtsey.

We started to dance “My lady, may I ask what your name might be?” he asked me staring at me with his crystal blue eyes.

“My name is Isabel” I said with a smile.

“Ah Miss Isabel, what a beautiful name you have, but you much more beautiful” He said as he picked me up and twirled me.

“Oh you are much to kind Prince Andrew” I said.

Soon after that the dance came to an end. The prince was walking me back over to my parents. But before that he pulled me aside and said to me “My dearest Isabel, I must see you again soon. I do not want to have to wait long to see you again my love.” with this he gave me a kiss on the check and left. I left rather dumb-founded. I returned to my parents and we were going to leave for our house that night, when the King saw us getting ready to leave.

“Duke of Norly, it’s not safe out there, stay here the night we have plenty of extra rooms for you and your family.” He said with a smile. “Lucas! Show the James’ to their rooms” yelled at his servant.

“Yes, your majesty!” Lucas said bowing and rushing over to us, then leading us to our rooms. My father and Mother were shown to their room first. Lucas looked back at me “You know for a little bit I thought you were just a figment of my imagination, because your beauty is beyond belief.”

I laughed at this thinking it was incredibly corny “Thanks…I guess” looking at Lucas for a second, you wouldn’t think anything of him, but if you looked closer you saw much more. His skin had tanned from working outside, and he had dark chocolate curls upon his head, and his eyes were a emerald green. I blushed after thinking about him.

“Alright! We are here! Sorry it was so far from your parents…If you need anything I am just right down the hall, you yell for me and I will be there in a second I promise” He said with a smile as he opened the door to my room for the night.

I looked at him “Thank you” I said with a smile “Could you really make it here in a second if I called?” knowing that the answer was no, but he was just basically saying he can get there fast.

“Oh yes, if you called for me I believe I could make here in under a second” he said with a grin on his face. The prince came in pushing Lucas aside.

“My dearest Isabel, you are staying a little while longer” he said coming over to me, I was sitting on the bed but stood up as the prince entered. He sat down on the bed and pulled me down next to him, and wrapped me in his arms. I looked at Lucas who looked rather annoyed at the prince. The prince looked back at Lucas “…you may go now!” he yelled, then muttered “lousy servant can’t do anything right”

I looked at the Prince, then up at Lucas as he left. Lucas turned around and smiled as he shut the door, for a second or so I just stared at the door, hoping he might return. Then I remembered I was with the Prince I looked at him with a smile “So what brings you here so late?”

“I wished to see you, that is all.” he said as he gave me another kiss on my cheek. “My dear Isabel you have captured my heart within this single night. You know I am next in line for the throne…and I do not have a betrothed yet…my lovely Isabel” he said while staring into my eyes, with his make you weak at the knees crystal blue eyes.

I looked at him “Kind prince what are you trying to say?” I knew exactly what he was trying to say but didn’t really want to believe it.

“Lovely Isabel, what I am trying to say is when I am the King I want you beside me as my Queen” he said very seriously.

I looked at him trying to think of what to say “Prince Andrew don’t you think that is kind of soon to say, you barely know me and I shall be leaving tomorrow morning. I am sure there are plenty of other women out there more worthy than I am to sit next to you on the throne.”

“That is true I barely know you…hmmm…and with you leaving” with this he stood up, I was still sitting on him, but quickly stood up when I felt him standing. “How about you stay here?! I am sure my father wouldn’t mind…What do you think? Would you like to stay here with me?!” the Prince said happily.

I rather stunned by all this, the Prince was actually being serious about all of this. “I…” had no idea how to answer to this I wasn’t ready to leave my home yet and live with the Prince whom I barely knew except from all the gossip I heard about him, and his wild nights with all the ladies. Also his ability to get whatever he wants. “I would have to ask my father first…” I said quickly.

“Alright you can ask him in the morning, for now I bid you good night my love” he said leaning in for kiss on the lips this time, when someone knocked on the door. “Bloody hell! Who is it?!” the Prince clearly angry by the interruption.

“Uh…It is I the lowly servant Lucas, I have brought a change of clothes for the lady” Lucas said.

“Fine come in you worthless servant” the Prince said annoyed, he looked back at me and gave me the kiss he was going to give about thirty seconds ago. “I shall see you again tomorrow my dear Isabel.” he said as he left the room.

I sat down on my bed with a sigh. Lucas looked over at me “Here is your change of clothes where do you want them”

“You can just set them anywhere…” I looked at Lucas. “Do you know the Prince well?”

Lucas looked at me “Yes, probably know him better then any other person. Have to wait on that spoiled son hand and foot” he looked at me, and forgot he was talking with someone other then a servant or a peasant “But I love to wait on him, it is my honor to serve the royal family” he said with a smile.

I laughed at this “I can see you love it. I have a question about the Prince…is he a fickle person? Like does he like one this for like a day then changes his mind?” I asked.

“Well…he is fickle when it comes to things like what he wants to eat and clothes he wants to wear. But I assume you are talking about love…surprisingly he is not. He is a huge flirt, but when he says he loves someone he usually never gives up till they are his…I’ve only seen this once though when he was a little younger, but the maiden had died during one of the outbreaks of a deadly disease.” He said.

I sighed “Can I tell you something, and you promise not to tell another soul?” I asked.

“Cross my heart my lady” he said.

“The Prince wants me to be his wife. I don’t know how he can say such things when he only just met me. So I told him this, and he said I was right but now he wants me to live here with him, so we can get to know each other better. I told him I’d have to talk to my father first, but knowing my father, he’d be more then happy to leave me here to stay with the Prince. I am flattered the Prince wants me to stay with him and become his wife…but the truth of the matter is I don’t want to marry the Prince” I said all of this within on breath.

“….Wow….that is the first time I have heard about anyone not wanting to be married to Prince Andrew, you know how many girls would kill to be you. If I may ask, why do you not want to marry Prince Andrew?” Lucas asked me.

“I do not want to marry for wealth or for a higher title…I want to marry for love. I know it’s a crazy thing to want, since everyone always wants to have a higher rank more money. But I do not care about any of that. If I had to give that all up I would for the one I love. Is that such a crazy thing to want?” I said looking at Lucas who looked back at me with his emerald eyes, I felt myself turning red.

He smiled “No, it is not crazy…But I say you give this Prince a shot, and stay here for awhile. I am always here if you need anyone to talk to. Sleep well lady Isabel” he said as he bowed and left the room.

I stood up and walked over to the mirror my face was redder then a tomato, and my heart was racing. I placed my hand over my heart “Why is my heart beating so fast?” I thought maybe it could have been because of Lucas?…I shook my head It was because of the Prince asking me to stay with him…it has be….

I had changed into the night clothes Lucas had brought, I put the robe on over top and walked out of my room. I needed some fresh air to cool my head. I stepped outside when I noticed someone working, it was Lucas. He was clearing the snow that was on the walking paths. All of a sudden he fell down, he had fainted. “Lucas!” I ran over to him dropping to my knees. I put his head on my knees, and felt his face, he was burning up.

A guard had heard me yell and came out “Whose out there?” he said looking around then saw me and rushed over “What happened?”

I looked up at the guard “I had stepped outside for some fresh air, and I saw him clearing the snow from the path, and all of a sudden he just fell over!”

The guard picked him up and brought him back to his room, and he called for one of the servants to come to the boys room. I stayed with him, soon a servant came it was a young women who looked to be about my age “Miss you may return to your room now, I will take over things from here.” she said with a bow.

I looked at her “Oh no that is fine, I will watch over him. I am not tired” I said knowing she had just got woken up from her sleep, and would have to get up soon to prepare breakfast for everyone.

“Are you sure?” she asked kind of unsure.

“Yes, I do not mind at all” I said with a smile. She bowed and left the room. I looked at Lucas who laid in his bed sweating. I had a bowl of cold water and would wet his face every once in awhile, try to keep the fever down. I soon had fallen asleep with my head on his stomach.

He had woken up and looked at the person who was sleeping and blushed.

“Lady Isabel” he said softly, as he poked my cheek.

“No, I don’t want get up yet” I mumbled, then I realized where I was and sat straight up in the chair I was sitting in. “Lucas you’re awake! How do you feel?…sorry I fell asleep on you”

“I feel much better, thank you.” He said smiling at me. Then the door swung open and in walked the Prince in a jealous rage. Lucas was about to get out of bed.

“No you stay there you need your rest” I said with a smile.

The Prince glared at Lucas, then took me by my arm and dragged me out of there. “What were you doing in there?!” he yelled.

“….He had fainted outside so I was…”I said softly a little afraid.

“I don’t care if he fainted or not! We have servants that can care for that useless servant! Were you with him the whole night?!” He said yelling at me.

“…Yes, but I didn’t mean to stay the whole night…I accidentally fell asleep….” I said looking down at the ground.

“I don’t want you to see him again!” the Prince ordered.

I looked up at him “What?”

“You heard me! I DO NOT want YOU to see HIM again! You will only be allowed to see him when you are with me” He said yelling again.

“What does it matter to you?! I am not your wife!” I yelled back then I realized who I had just yelled at, and then dropped into a deep curtsey “I am sorry your highness, I didn’t mean to yell at you…It’s just that I haven’t had much sleep” I said my voice trembling.

He looked down at me he was still angry I could feel his cold stare, then I felt it soften. He took my hands and brought them up, I slowly raised from my curtsey and looked at him. “Dear Isabel, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. It’s just that I was a little jealous, that you were caring for him I guess…”

I was still a little shaken up by all of the yelling. He gave me a hug “Your father is awake now go talk to him, I’ll be waiting in your room.”

I nodded and left. I went to my father and mothers room, my mother had left to go eat. “Um father…the prince would like me to stay here…” I said hoping my father would say no.

He looked up at me “And why does he want you to stay here Is?” ‘Is’ is the nickname my father gave me when I was little it was actually ‘Izzy Girl’ when I was younger but told him I was much to old for that name now and he gave me the nickname ‘Is’.

“Well you see…he wants me to be his wife. But I told him it was much to soon to be asking me that, since we barely knew each other. And that’s when he proposed that I stay here with him…” I told my father.

“I think that’s a splendid idea! He is next in line for the throne…” My father said happily.

“You do?…Father the truth of the matter is I do not wish to stay here…” I told him.

“Is! You are going to stay here…you shouldn’t turn down the Prince! He yelled at me.

“But father! I wish to go home with you and mother!” I protested.

“No Isabel! You are going to stay! You are of the age to be married. I think it’s a rather splendid idea.” He yelled at me again.

“FINE! I will stay here! I hate you father…” I said and slammed the door shut as I left. I walked slowly back to my room so I could calm myself, before I spoke with the Prince. I walked back into my room and put a smile on my face “He said it was a splendid idea!”

“That is wonderful!” He said as he came over and gave me a hug.

I smiled “Yes it is wonderful! Kind Prince…” I remembered I was still in my sleep attire. “You must excuse me now though, I need to get dressed.” I said while walking over to the wardrobe, that was filled with dresses.

“Oh come on now, we are going to get married so it doesn’t matter” he said playfully.

I looked at him “Prince Andrew, may you please leave while I get dressed?”

He sighed “I guess…I still don’t see the harm in it…” he walked out of my room and shut the door.

I quickly got dressed into a magnificent blue dress trimmed in white. Around my neck I wore a emerald jewel on a silver chain. I quickly put my hair into a tight bun and brushed my bangs behind my ears. I opened the door and the prince wasn’t there, but instead there was a guard. “His father needed to talk with him…he will be back here in four hours, he wants you to be here too. So you are free to wander but make sure you are back within those four hours.” The guard told me, then walked away.

I walked down the hall to Lucas’s room, I opened the door without knocking, looking inside I wished I would have knocked. Him and the servant that came to care for him last night were on his bed exchanging kisses, they had looked up when I opened the door. “I…I am sorry to disturb you two…” I stuttered to get out. After that I quickly shut the door, and walked back to my room quickly. Once inside my room I shut the door quickly, and slide down the back of it. I let out I deep sigh.