(((((This is probably none of the stupidest things I have ever done! Cheers to those maximum of ten people who will ever read this book! *holds up glass* A great person once told me "If a mistake ends with you getting blowjobs, it was a pretty successful failure." I am sadly female and can not experience a successful failure, so this will just fail entirely! I haven't even started writing and already I regret it! *holds glass in air* Cheers to those who have nothing better to do then waist their time on this terrible story! *gulps down the wine* And another thing- *hiccup* -I would like to say! Th- *HIC* -thank you for reading this crap! You are a true..... Squirrel~..... *falls over and hits my head, jumps up and straightens my shirt*..... *talks fast* I would like to thank the people who gave me small ideas for this including my first Jeff the Killer fanfiction back in eighth grade so I will now begin the story before I regret it too much! The picture in the media is the night gown Queen Julianna is wearing.)))))

(Duke Charles)
"Madam," I said, clearing my throat as I entered the room. The Queen stood clear out on her balcony, staring up at the night sky miles above her head. I took a step closer, raising my volume as I continued, "The suitors are here to-"

"Have you ever stared up at the sky, Charles?" she interrupted, a soft wind billowing her light brown hair in its breeze. "Have you ever stared, and thought how you've gotten where you are?"

"Madam?"

"The series of events that got you to this exact place at this exact time? Just think, if even one thing in your life happened differently, you wouldn't be here," she sighed. I gulped, glancing over at the heavy black curtains hiding her secret room away. The more she was in there, the weirder she got.

I took another step closer to her, shouting, "MADAM, THE SUITORS ARE HERE TO ASK FOR YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE!" The Queen snapped from her trance state, staring at me as she yelled in return, "WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU WARN ME SOONER?!?" She swept up the lower portion of her dress, rushing past me to exit the room. She nearly knocked over one of the maids, Nurse Mirabelle I believe, in the process. I chuckled, running after the Queen with my armor clanking loudly. The Queen would never marry if it was up to her, but she had to in order to save her kingdom. Debt was slowly arising in this kingdom, and uniting two kingdoms through marriage would provide the currency needed to keep this kingdom in tact.

The Queen stopped a few paces away from her room, looking down at the nightgown she was in. "Wh-what if this is too revealing?" she fretted, waving her hands around.

Nurse Mirabelle came out of the room with a bath robe in her hands, holding it out to the Queen. "My my," she giggled, "you're as flustered as a child!" The Queen blushed, taking the robe from Mirabelle as she grumbled, "I'm sixteen, I AM a child." Putting the robe on, she continued her rush to the castle doors. I nodded a thanks to Nurse Mirabelle, following the Queen.

When we got to the doors, she reluctantly nodded for the security guards to open the doors. They swung open, revealing the suitors. A few I recognized from neighboring kingdoms, like King Tidus and Lord Abramo, but the rest I have never seen before. And out of everyone in the group of suitors, only one looked to be under the age of twenty five. I swiftly walked up to that one man, pulling him away from the group and asking, "Who are you, young man?"

"My name is Prince Argo Amidei, I represent the Godia Empire," he huffed, holding his chin high. "And I presume the child is the Queen Julianna I've heard rumors about?"

"Yes, and what kind of rumors?"

"Dark magic," he scoffed. "And a child ruling this large of a kingdom! No wonder this kingdom is falling into debt!" I growled, clasping the prince around his neck as I snarled, "This is not your kingdom, Prince. You hold no power here and no right to speak ill of the kingdom I call home."

The Prince chuckled, squirming his way out of my grasp. "It will be my kingdom soon enough, Duke Charles. Look around, I'm the closest suitor age-wise to Queen Julianna." He wandered back to the group, leaving me enraged. Queen Julianna could not see me like this. She was just a child.