The next morning, Skylar received a call from Rachel, her voice filled with concern. "Skylar, have you heard the news?"
Skylar frowned, sitting up in bed. "What news?"
"There's been a major water crisis in Lionheart Village," Rachel explained hurriedly. "Their reservoir has dried up unexpectedly. People are panicking, and they desperately need our help." Rachel her project is on water purification at Chikhodeni Mine 25 km from Lionheart now she wants me to help. I knew sharing my burden will bite me in the arse
Skylar's heart sank as she listened. The gravity of the situation hit her hard—this wasn't just about politics or treaties anymore. It was about people's lives, their livelihoods.
"Skylar," Rachel continued, her voice pleading, "I know what your stance was yesterday, but maybe there's a way to make a difference here. Maybe marrying Prince Zach isn't about being sold off, but about being a beacon of hope for those who need it."
Skylar fell silent, her mind racing with newfound clarity. Perhaps there was a middle ground—a way to negotiate her own terms while also fulfilling a greater purpose. She thanked Rachel and hung up, her resolve solidifying.
Dream...
Skylar reached out to Victor Lionheart, requesting a meeting to discuss the terms of the proposed marriage. She laid out her conditions firmly but respectfully, emphasizing her desire to be involved in shaping the future of both villages.
Victor Lionheart, though initially skeptical, eventually agreed to her terms. The wedding would be a symbol of unity and hope, rather than coercion. Skylar would have a voice in the governance of the water treaty, ensuring transparency and accountability.
Months passed, and preparations for the wedding were underway. Skylar found herself bridging gaps between communities, advocating for sustainable water management practices, and inspiring others to take action.
On the day of the wedding, as she stood beside Prince Zach, exchanging vows that carried the weight of generations, Skylar knew she had made the right decision. She wasn't just marrying for a treaty—she was marrying for a cause greater than herself.
As she looked out at the faces of her family and friends, and the people of both villages gathered together in celebration, Skylar smiled. She had turned adversity into opportunity, proving that sometimes, the greatest strength lies in challenging tradition and forging a new path forward.
End dream
Holy fuck that was insane I don't want to marry him. I want to raise my child and live my life on my terms. Zach is not the follow your dreams type from tone and how he approached me he wants a house wife. The child inside me comes first.
Skylar filled with resolve contacted the local radio station and her uncle's wife at the municipality. The radio station is digging borehole for communities in need and the municipality can send a water truck to fill the need while they add the village to the plan to get them on the water gird.
She calls Rachel says, I have helped as much as I can there will be a truck by tomorrow morning with water. For now they can save their water and get containers to hold water. Find out if they have existing water lines it will be easier to connect if they do. The radio station said they will handle some logistics and dig some borehole. If you have a contact in the tribal council call them. They can speed up the process and partly fund the connection or drilling of the borehole.
Wow chick you went all out here she says. Not really I did some research after I was kidnapped and have been calling around for a week now people are forced to comply so I can stop nagging them.