👰 GET ME MARRIED 🤵
💃 She’s a shrew.. and he stole my heart🕺
✍️ Author Viola’s Novels ✍️
🤴 Bad as-s Prince 🤴
🍭 Episode_3🍭
“What happened?” Daniel asked Andres when he walked back to them
“Lemme guess” Lucy chuckled “she was all ‘what? Who the fv¢k are you? Get the hell out of here! Animal!’ That’s a typical of her”
“You knew” Andres snarled and sh0t her a glare
“Kinda” Lucy sm-irked “Catch you later” she giggled and walked out
Daniel t©uçhed Andres’ we-t shi-t “what happened to you?”
“Let’s just go” Andres said and walked out first.
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LATER
“You still ain’t going to tell us what happened in there?” Scott asked Andres who had been drinking a bottle of liqour wordlessly, not wanting to say anything about what transpired between him and Sardonyx.
“You can’t keep it to yourself” Jimmy said
Andres just sighed and looked away.
“Andres?!” Daniel called “you can always talk to us”
“Listen.. Sardonyx is old story. I was just eager to see her and I finally fed my curiosity” Andres stated
“What does she look like?” Spiky was eager to know
“She’s pretty” Andres drank from his bottle
“Like a goddess?”
Andres nodded “more than a goddess”
“And she’s h0t– my guess” Jimmy added
“And I just want to st©p thinking of her” Andres said
“At least you saw her” Daniel shrugged
“Yea.. I’m okay with that” Andres said truthfully
“When are you leaving?” Scott asked Andres
“Tomorrow” Andres replied and smiled “Duty calls”
“And when are you meeting your princess?”
Andres frowned “I’m not really excited about that”
“At least you’ll get to see her” Spiky said
“Thanks for today” Andres said
Daniel scoffed “For what?”
“For your efforts— helping me feed my curiosity” Andres chuckled
“It’s no big deal” Daniel said
“Thanks anyway” Andres dropped the bottle on the table “and goodnight” then he went up to his room
“Andres is totally unpredictable” Scott face palmed himself with a sigh
“He’s going to be happier in Luxembourg.. There’s no happiness for him here in Brussels” Spiky said
“Andres used to be responsible. What changed him? He’s no longer interested in the affairs the state” Daniel stated
“He’s going to come around when he gets home” Jimmy said hopefully
“lets just pray he does” Daniel wasn’t really convinced. They stayed up for few hours, talking about other important things until it was verylate and they had to go to be-d.
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✈ LUXEMBOURGE CITY ✈
COLMAR- BERG 🏙
BERG CASTLE 🏰
Andres heaved a de-ep sigh as the car c@m£ to a halt in the garage. One of the guards strode to the car and held the back door open with a bow. Andres hissed in frustration and got down. He took long strides into the palace, ignoring all greetings from the workers.
Princess Amira, Astrid of Austria and Andres’ younger sister was the first to see him walk in.
“Andres?!” Princess Amira shouted as she ran down the stairs
“Amira?!” Andres caught her in his arms and swung her around
“I thought you’d never return” she said, pu-lling from the hvg “dad is furious alre-ady”
“How’s Austria?” Andres asked
“Good I guess”
“and your husband?”
“he was here earlier”
“okay” Andres started for his chamber with Amira trailing behind him.
“there’s news from Belgium” Amira informed “King Sebastien the III will be coming with Princess Miranda for a formal introduction tomorrow”
“I know” Andres hissed and entered his chamber “that’s no new story”
“you don’t seem excited at all” Princess Amira said
Andres sat down on his favorite lounge “how?”
“not half as excited as I was when Leone first c@m£ to marry me”
“you loved Leone and he loved you too. You two met at a royal conference before you decided to get married. It’s different from my case. You don’t expect me to be excited about a girl I’ve never seen”
“mom and dad never met until their formal introduction”
“I’m not excited about it at all”
Amira chuckled “you’re going to get excited someday.. Trust me”
Andres scoffed and said nothing.
“She’ll be here tomorrow and you can’t give her the impression that you don’t like her or you don’t like the idea of getting married to her”
“I’ll try. But she’ll definitely see it clearly written on my face”
“mom and dad were ba-rely acquainted before they got married. They only met on the day of their formal introduction”
“That’s up to them. Dad wanted the throne that’s why”
“so you don’t want the throne?” Amira sm-irked throu-gh narrowed brows
“I really don’t”
“I heard she’s a vir-gin.. Lucky you”
“I don’t believe vir-gins exist”
“mom was one.. All the betrothed princesses are one” Amira said “tough right?”
“yea” Andres agreed “and you?”
Amira chuckled “I wasn’t. I had a high school love remember?”
“yeah…” Andres rolled his eyes “Lex”
“You should love Miranda for that”
“Amira?!”
“yes?!”
“can you quit the Miranda talk? It’s ma-king me sick alre-ady”
“okay fine I will. But just in case you forgot,— it’s tomorrow”
“you said that before” Andres gro-an ed
Amira chuckled and walked out.
“Andres is back” she told their mom, Princess Amalia Lucia
“When did he arrive?” Amalia asked enthusiastically
“few minutes ago” Amira replied
“where is he now?”
“in his chambers”
Amalia rushed out and headed to Andres’ chambers
“Son?!” she called walking into his living room
“mother?!” Andres got up to greet the Queen with a bow and a small k!sson her cheeks
“I thought you would never return” Amalia said and they both sat down
“why wouldn’t I”
“your dad has been furious”
“he’s always furious”
“you have to go see him”
“I will mother”
“Andres?!”
“mother I will.. I just got back”
“he has to know you’re back, princess Miranda is coming tomorrow”
“does everyone have to remind me of that?”
Amalia smiled and reached for his hand “you’re still not happy about this are you?”
“it wouldn’t change anything if I said I wasn’t”
“We want you to be happy and Miranda is the best thing that will ever happen to you”
“I know” Andres scoffed with an air of sarcasm
“It’s tomorrow”
“I know and I can’t run from that”
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✈ BELGIUM ✈
THE ROYAL PALACE OF BRUSSELS 🏯
“… count 5” Taylor said pushing the card board to the princess
Princess Miranda chuckled “5 is…” she stared thoughtfully and bur-st into laughter “I can’t pla-y”
“you can’t sit there pla-ying cards all day” Princess Fiona Alexandra (Princess Miranda’s mother) scolded “the flight will be re-ady in the next few hours and you haven’t made any orders for a dress”
“mom I have hundreds and thousands of go-wns I don’t even wear to anywhere. Why should I be ma-king more orders” Miranda yelled and pushed the board away
“we’re going to Luxembourg”
“you know I’m not interested in the whole Luxembourg thing” Princess Miranda said
“Every princess is excited when she finally gets to meet her prince” Fiona said
Miranda scoffed and moved to her full length mirror “well not Princess Miranda.. I hate the thought of having to get married to someone I’ve never known? What if his attitude doesn’t match with mine?”
“you’ll get used to each other” Fiona said
“I’ve always wanted to fall in love and get married to whomever I want”
Fiona st©pped what she was doing and slowly turned to face the princess “Miranda I’m sorry”
“It’s okay” Miranda faked a smile “it alre-ady happened”
Fiona heaved a de-ep sigh and moved to Miranda “you know I never wanted that to happen”
“but it did happen and nothing is going to change the hatred I have for you and dad and that stupid Prince” Miranda seethed
“watch your ton-gue young woman” King Sebastien barged into the room
“yes His majesty” Miranda scoffed and sat down on her favorite swivel chair
“excuse us Taylor” Fiona said and Taylor scrambled away
“get re-ady, we’re leaving right now” King Sebastien snarled
“I know alre-ady” Miranda swivelled around
“st©p swivelling” King Sebastien ordered and she obeyed “you’re going to respect your husband as his wife just like your mother does”
Miranda was quiet
‘Don’t make your father look like a fool. That wasn’t what I taught you— now answer him” Fiona scolded
“Yes! His majesty” Miranda said soberly
“Father” Fiona corrected
“yes father”
King Sebastien sh0t her a scowl “be re-ady in the next five minutes”
“Yes…” Miranda looked up at the King “His majesty”
King Sebastien exchanged glances with his wife then walked out.
Fiona rushed to Miranda “you have to st©p this madness before you meet your husband”
“What madness?”
“if you can’t respect your own father then you can’t respect your husband either”
“I don’t plan on respecting him mother. I plan on frustrating him until he returns me back to Belgium”
“Miranda why are you doing this to me?” Fiona asked close to tears
“I’m never going to belong to anyone mother.. I would never be Prince Andres’ wife”
“why?” Fiona asked as a tear escaped her eyelids
“I cried mother. I begged you, for days and weeks and months and I thought I would die but you took away the only thing that ever made me happy…” Miranda paused then added “I would never belong to anyone else”
“Mira?!”
“I have to get re-ady” Miranda got up “if you’ll excuse me and let Taylor continue with her services”
Fiona nodded in tears and walked out.
“… Our daughter hates us” Fiona told her husband while they were waiting for the jet to take off
King Sebastien glanced at Miranda who was sitting soberly with Taylor.
“she’s stubborn” he said, his eyes still on Miranda
“she takes after you” Fiona said
“She doesn’t”
“I’m scared Sebastian”
“of what?”
“Miranda will never st©p hating us”
King Sebastien looked away.
“Sebastien?!”
“let it go Fiona.. She’ll be fine when she finally gets married to Prince Andres. And someday when she has a child, she’ll know why we had to do that”
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✈ LUXEMBOURG CITY ✈
COLMAR BERG 🏙
BERG CASTLE 🏰
“Father?!” Andres walked casually into his dad’s chamber and greeted with a bow
“Andres?!” the Duke wasn’t really plea-sed to see him “you arrived”
“I know my duties father” Andres replied and sat beside the Duke
“Duties?” The Duke scoffed “What duties does a rebellious heir know?”
Andres heaved a de-ep sigh and tried to suppress his anger “at least I returned”
Duke Gerald adjusted on his royal lounge “King Sebastien and his family will arrive soon and I expect a warm welcome”
Andres was stunned “I thought it’s tomorrow”
“the formal introduction is tomorrow but they’ll arrive today.. You and the princess have to know each other”
Andres nodded “I won’t disappoint you”
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LATER IN THE NIGHT 🌃
Andres waited eagerly for the arrival of the princess. He was lounging near the window and pacing up and down. For the first time since the whole arrangements, he was eager to see what the princess looked like.
“You look restless” Andres heard a feminine voice and whirled around to see his older sister Princess Paola, Duchess of br@bant standing at his door
“Paola?!” he took long strides to the door and dragged her inside “I thought you wouldn’t come”
“I wouldn’t miss my lil bro’s formal introduction for anything in the world”
Andres faked a frown “I’m an adult man now Paolo and not some lil bro”
Paola chuckled “how you doing?”
“I’m good” Andres raised his shoulders in a shrug and they sat down
“how are you feeling about everything?”
“nervous” Andres blurted out “I’m feeling like a high school boy”
Paola laughed “you’ll get over it once you see her”
“I hope so” Andres said “How’s your husband and br@bant?”
“he’s fine, everyone in br@bant s£nds their regards. Including Ken— he couldn’t make it here”
“that’s fine” Andres replied “and little prince?”
“he’s with father” Paola replied “Little prince is really fond of his grandfather.. He wouldn’t st©p talking of him on our way here”
“father is fond of him too”
“Amira told me you’re not excited about the princess but you look excited”
“I’m just nervous but definitely not excited. If I could change the world overnight, then I wouldn’t want to marry her”
Paola smiled “you’re going to love her”
“she’s going to be my wife so….”
A knock sounded on the door, interrupting Andres.
“Prince Andres.. The royal family of Belgium has arrived” a servant announced from outside
Andres’ heart skipped a beat. Paola noticed it and chuckled.
“Let’s go say welcome”
“uhm.. I can’t” Andres drew back
“why? You wanna go alone?”
“not that.. I just don’t want to see her yet– I changed my mind”
“Andres?!”
“Come on Paola. Tell father I’ve gone to sleep, I’ll see her tomorrow”
Paola inhaled de-eply “okay.. Sleep well” she got up to her feet and walked out
Andres quic-kly locked his door and rushed into his be-droom. He turned off the lights and jumped on his be-d.
Few minutes ago, he wanted to see what his princess looked like but that feeling alre-ady left. He was clouded with his usual hatred for his arranged bride and de-sires for Sardonyx. A feeling he was trying to fight.
He could only hide from the night but he couldn’t escape his formal introduction the next day.
Andres sighed and tossed on the be-d.
What would the princess look like?
He still nee-ded an answer to his question.
His subconsciousness told him she was nothing like Sardonyx.
She was a well brou-ght up princess and not a str!p dancer. She had to be beautiful, every princess is beautiful.
He thought.
Andres sighed in frustration and soon drifted into sleep.
THE NEXT DAY 🌅
Andres woke up really early that day. Something he never did. He was the lazy type that never got up early but his curiosity managed to wake him up. He showered and left his chamber to speak with his father. When he got to the court room, his father was having a meeting with the members of the council and Andres noticed some strange faces amongst them. Probably members of the royal family of Belgium.
He strode past the room unnoticed and ran into Amira who was hurrying with a tray of cookies in her hand.
“don’t tell me you’re serving” Andres said with a frown
Amira giggled “special other for Princess Miranda– morning cookies”
“you’re serving Princess Miranda?”
“I stole it from the maid” Amira giggled “I kinda dozed off before she arrived last night and I can’t wait to see her” she added and scrambled away before Andres could st©p her.
Andres scoffed and went on. He couldn’t tell why everyone was excited about a woman he didn’t even care about.
Andres walked to Princess Amalia’s chamber and waited outside for a maid to call her out. She walked out shortly wearing a robe and a woman beside her. They were both dressed in royal robes and holding a glas-s of champagne. Andres quic-kly guessed the second woman was Princess Miranda’s mother and his guess was right when his mother introduced them.
“Fiona, meet my son– Hereditary Grand Duke Andres of Luxembourg”
Andres frowned at his mother’s introduction “Good morning mother” he k!$$£d Amalia’s cheeks then Fiona “Good morning”
“Andrea’s meet Princess Fiona Alexandra, Countess of Holstein-Ledreborg, Princess Miranda’s mother”
“you’re a gallant gentleman I must say” Fiona complimented
“he really is” Amalia agreed
“My daughter has been dying to see you. She was really disappointed when you didn’t show up last night” Fiona said though she knew she was lying
Andres f0rç£d a smile “My fault.. I should’ve stayed up”
“She’ll be out soon.. The introduction starts by 10” Amalia said
“oh!” Fiona mouthed “I have to check on her. Miranda can be something else most times”
“alright.. See you later” Amalia hvgged her goodbye then she rushed out
“you’re friends alre-ady” Andres told his mother when Fiona was gone
“she’s a nice person” Amalia replied
Andres said nothing
“Have you seen your father?”
“Not yet.. I went to the court room but he has guests”
“the coucil members” Amalia said “Just get re-ady for the introduction.. Breakfast will be served by 8”
“Will the royal family of Belgium be joining us for breakfast?”
“all but Princess Miranda.. She’s not used to people yet so she chose to eat in be-d” Amalia replied
Andres breathed out in relief “I’ll go get re-ady” he said and walked off.
He returned to his chamber and called in his best palace friend, Micky.
“What should I wear?” Andres asked Mickey
Mickey laughed “you’re not a woman”
“I know but I don’t want to wear anything that’ll scream out rebellion or loyalty”
“A tuxedo would do” Mickey flung the closet door open “you’ve got thousands of what to wear”
“have you seen Miranda?” Andres asked
“no.. But I’m dying to see her” Mickey replied
“everyone is excited about her” Andres sighed
“She’s like a princess in the myths and legends.. No one has ever seen her”
“that’s no special trait. She’s weird” Andres said
“that’s your opinion”
Mickey helped Andres dress up in a navy blue tuxedo shi-t and dark p@n-ts. Andres didn’t bother styling his hair or looking all princely. Except for his expensive tuxedo suit and family crest, he was all simple and looking frustrated.
“are you sure of this?” Mickey asked when they were done “if you aren’t re-ady yet, I can make provision for your breakfast to be brou-ght up”
“Mickey I’m good”
“you’ve got a call from your friends” Mickey informed
“connect it to the television” Andres said and jumped on the sofa
Mickey turned on the television and connected the call to the television.
“hey nigga!” Jimmy punched a pillow from the other end
“hey!” Andres smiled sincerely
“We’re sorry we couldn’t make it” Daniel apologized
“no issues” Andres said “it’s not even my wedding yet”
“What does she look like?” Scott asked
“I haven’t seen her yet”
“you what?” Jimmy yelled “but she arrived yesterday”
“I haven’t seen her” Andres repeated
“make sure you take pictures with her and s£nd to us” Spiky said
“alright.. Talk to you guys later” Andres said when a maid c@m£ in to announce that breakfast was re-ady
“Have fun”
“thanks for calling” Andres ended the call and looked at Mickey “it never gets better”
Mickey smiled “it’s going to get better”
Andres and Mickey walked out of the chamber and headed to the dining room. The two royal families were alre-ady sitting and the servants were serving breakfast.
Andres greeted generally and sat down beside his father. Breakfast with The Royal family of Belgium wasn’t as bad as he thought. They ate in silence then the servants cleared the table when they were done.
LATER
THE DUKE’S COURT ROOM ⛲
“… Prince of Liège and Princess Anne Gabriele
Archduchess Marie Astrid of Austria
Princess Mararetha of Liechtenstein
Archduke Eractus I of Austria
Napoleon VII of Nas-sau, Prince of Orange
Marie Anne of Portugal
Countess Patricia de Lannoy….”
Prince Andres walked in when the Prime Minister was calling out all the names of the guests on the list
“it’s not even my wedding and so many guests” Andres whispered to his mother
Amalia chuckled “they’re here to witness the introduction of Hereditary Grand Duke Andres Luxembourg and his wife and they’ll be our guests until the wedding”
“wedding?” Andres g@sped “no one told me there will be wedding soon”
“your father and the council members agreed on that during their meeting this morning. King Sebastien wants everything done”
“no one told me” Andres half yelled
“don’t shout” Amalia warned
“he should’ve seeked my cons£nt.. I’m not re-ady for the wedding”
“You have one week to get re-ady”
“one week?”
“you’ll be fine”
The Prime Minister finished minutes later and the room was alre-ady filled with royal guests and few of the invited country people. The royal family of Belgium walked in last. King Sebastien III of Belgium and Princess Fiona Alexandra, Countess of Holstein-Ledreborg with Princess Miranda behind them. Andres’ heart skipped a beat when they’re pres£nce was announced. Though he couldn’t see the princess who was hiding behind her parents, his heart kept racing. They sat down on the seats preserved for them. Princess Miranda was wearing a long flowing red go-wn with a golden veil that covered her face except for her eyes. She was beautiful.. Andres could tell.
Princess Miranda looked up slowly and her eyes met with Andres’. At first she was stunned but acted cool.
Her mission was simple..
Frustrate the prince until he returned her back to Belgium.
Andres noticed the rise and fall of the Princess’ racing heart. She looked tensed and more nervous than he was. Maybe she also didn’t want the marriage. Andres smiled at his wishful thinking. He might be able to convince her to call off the wedding. With both p@rties against the marriage, it definitely wouldn’t work.
Andres waited for the princess to be called upon. He was eager to see the person behind the veil. When it was finally time for the introduction, Princess Miranda left the room.
Andres glanced at his mother then the Duke. Whispers rented the air then murmurs from the guests next the room was filled with noise.
Fiona went after her daughter and the two returned shortly. Miranda was no longer wearing her veil but she glared murderously at everyone.
Definitely not what Andres expexted.
He expected a sweet, innocent rose. Naive and timid and gentle. But she looked— murderous.
Andres looked at her and she looked away. Then it dawned on him.
She looked familiar– he had seen those murderous glares before.
He quic-kly glanced back at her direction but she was gone again.
“what’s going on?” Andres asked Amalia
“I don’t know” she replied
Andres stared at the direction the princess had taken then he went after her. Princess Miranda was pacing up and down in the balcony.
“Miranda?!” Andres called in utter confusion. She wasn’t Miranda.
Miranda stared at him baffled “I should’ve known” she blinked ra-pidly in disbelief “you bear the same name ‘Andres’ ”
“who are you and where is the princess?”
“Princess Miranda” she curtseyed “Hereditary Grand Duke Andres of Luxembourg”
“This can’t be” Andres was utterly confused “what’s going on?”
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AUTHOR VIOLA’S NOVELS SINCERELY APOLOGIZES FOR THE DEl@yIN THIS STORY.
FORGIVE YOUR LAZY AUTHOR 😕😭😭😭😭
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TBC