The Life I Never Knew I Had

I stared at the man with a confused look on my face. The man chuckled lightly. “Did your parents not tell you?” he asked.
“Damien, don’t tease the poor child.” The woman next to him whispered.
He laughed. “Princess Jennifer, it’s nice to have you back. Let me explain what’s going on. About twenty two years ago, the country where you were born, was at war. It was a dark time, it was a blood bath. Your parents wanted you to be safe in this dark time, so they gave you me and my wife. We made an agreement that you will marry my eldest son, Elliott. You were only a year old, when your father came and stole you away. He didn’t trust us to take care of you. You were raised thinks that you were a regular girl that has a regular life. Once you marry my son, we will become queen of our country and take over.”
I was even more confused then before, how can I be a princess?
I am NOT a princess and I won’t be a queen.
My parents have always been my parents, I was never kidnapped.
Until now.
They all looked at me waiting for me to say something.
“Untie me, take the bullet out of my arm, let me take a shower, feed me, and give me a place to rest, now” I said looking Damien in his eyes.
“You heard her, do what she commands” he said sternly.
Lance untied my hands and the man who shot me grabbed my wrist and led me out of the room.
He took me up two flights of stairs and into a room. “Sit”
“You’re not very nice are you?”
“No, now, give me your arm” I did as he asked.
I watched him take out the bullet and bandaged me.
“You had to shoot me, what if you missed my arm?”
“I wouldn’t have missed”
“So? You still shot me”
“Why do you talk so much?”
“Why did you shoot?”
“Why are you annoying?”
“Why are you a jerk?”
“God, out of all the girls in the world, he had to marry you”
“Out of all the kidnappers in the world you had to kidnap me”
He glared at me and I glared back.
“Come on” he said purposely grabbing my bad arm.
I tried to ignore the pain and followed.
“Here’s your room, get dressed” he said then he walked away.
I walked into the bathroom and took a very long and much needed shower.
I wrapped my towel around me and walked to the closet.
To my dismay, there were only dresses. I’m not a fan of dresses.
I picked a yellow sundress and black flats.
I opened my door to leave my room and was startled to see, what’s his face there.
I still don’t know his name.
He was dressed in a V neck puffy shirt, black jeans, and black boots like Damien and Elliott were wearing.
“It took you an hour to get dressed and take a shower?” he smirked and looked my up and down. “Nice dress”
“Shut up!” I snapped.
He held up his hand defensively. “I was trying to be nice. Are you hungry?”
“No, I had a big lunch” I said sarcastically.
“Follow me” he said walking away.
I followed behind him, as he led my down the two fights of stairs. I followed him into a big room, with a very long table.
Damien was at the head of the table. To his left was Elliott and to his right was his wife.
“Welcome!” Damien said standing up. “I didn’t get to introduce ourselves. I’m King Damien and his is my wife, Queen Skye and my son Prince Elliott. Please, come sit” he ushered me over.
Elliott stood up and pulled my chair out for me.
I smiled at him and sat down, next to him.
I smiled at everyone at the table, and then my smiled turned into a frown.
Across form me was what’s his face. He was smirking at me.
“What’s he doing here?” I asked confused.
“He lives here, dear” Skye said.
“Oh,” I said.
“Princess Jenifer-” Damien stared to say before I cut him off.
“Please, call my Jenifer or Jenny” I said politely.
“Of course, Jenny, I hope I still know what your favorite food is,” he continued. Just then four men walked into the dinning room, carrying big trays of food. They placed them down on the table and then they opened them, relieving the large amounts of food.
My mouth was open and my eyes were wide.
I haven’t seen food in forever.
I imminently grabbed a plate and piled food onto my plate.
“She sure acts like a queen” I heard what’s his face mumble.
I glared at him. “Listen here, what’s your face, you had me in the back of a very small trunk, for months, without food. I can pig out if I want to,” I said pointing my fork at him.
He laughed. “It was only a week.”
“So? It was a week without food, water, or a restroom,”
“Well, why don’t you whine about it?”
“I will”
“Please,” Damien said sternly. “I want this dinner to be peaceful. No arguing.”
I glared at what’s his face and he glared back. “Okay,” we said together.
“Good”
I continued to eat my meal and I enjoyed every bit of it.
They had prepared all my favorites for me.
After dinner, we sat there and talked.
I told them about myself and what I had planed for my life.
I’m currently twenty two and in medical school, it’s my last year. I want to be a nurse. I always have, ever since I was two.
“Where am I?”
“Algonquin” Damien answered
“Where is that? I never heard of it”
“Its not known to many people, so it not on any map.”
“Okay. If I’m going to be living here, I want my room to look like my room at home and I want my stuff form home too. I want to see my family and I want to continue medical school”
“Okay, Jenifer, whatever you want”
“Thank you. Can you tell about this arranged marriage?”
“Yes, you will be marrying Elliott when you turn twenty five. You two will have a two year honeymoon and once you come back, you will take over our beloved Algonquin”
I nodded my head. “Okay”
“Elliott, can you escort Jenifer to her room?”
“Sure” he stood up and pulled my chair out for me.
I smiled at him again.
He such a gentlemen.
He went over to his mother and kissed both of her cheeks and nodded he head to his father and what’s his face.
He placed his hand on my back, lightly, and led me to my room.
“Hi,” he said once we were out of the dinning room. “I didn’t get to introduce myself, I’m Elliott” he said extending his hand.
“Jenifer, but please call me Jenny” I said shaking his hand.
He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it. “Nice to me you”
“Likewise” I smiled. He green eyes shined and he smiled back.
“I’m sorry about my brother by the way, he’s always like that” he said rolling his eyes.
“He’s your brother?”
“Yeah, we look alike”
“Now that I think about it, you do”
“Yeah, I’m two years older than Ryan”
So that’s his name.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty four”
“Oh, is Ryan also a prince?”
“Yeah, he has to meet his wife the old fashion way”
“What way is that?”
“Having different princess come to our country and meet him. He chooses the one he likes the best.”
“I see. What happened to my country?”
He looked away form me and onto the floor.
“What?”
“Unfortunately, I don’t know. I’m sorry”
He looked like he was finding something, but I let it go. “Okay”
“Sorry. Here’s room” he stopped in front of my door and smiled at me.
“Good night Princess”
“Night”
He kissed my cheek softly and left for his room.
I opened my room door and got ready for bed.
I was about to turn off the lights when….
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