"What? In three weeks, am getting married?" Freya asked her mother as she stood up from the chair she was seated on, causing the table to shake.
"Yes, it came from the palace this morning. So starting from tomorrow we will start preparing for your wedding. Isn't that exciting, you are going to be the next queen of Avis" Her mother said, not caring about the distressed look on her daughter's face.
"That is insane, absurd. How can I get married to a man I hardly know anything about? And we just got engaged and now married, this is going far than I expected, mother" Freya complain while her mother rolled her eyes.
"Seriously, Freya. When will you stop acting like a child? Many girls will die to be the next Queen of Avis. You will be the most powerful woman in the Kingdom, and our family will have more influence, your son will become the king of Avis after his father. Can't you see the big picture here, darling?"