the calling

it was two in the morning and Alice woke with a jolt. The dream she had was so vivid like it was real. She felt she had better listen to it, but did not want to believe it. She dreamed her world was about to turn upside down. She was the daughter of the French king. Today was the day they were to announce whom she was to marry. It would change her world. She wanted to stay in France with her brother but knew that would never happen.
Her father approached her early in the morning. The family gathered and her brother clutched his chair waiting for his father to say who the husband would be. It was rumored a deal was struck with England, but she did not want to believe it. The king came in ,smug about his decision and sat at the head of the table. "it has been decided then". He told everyone, "Alice, you are to marry the prince of wales, Richard". Charles got up with a jolt. He did not like this match. Richard had abused him as a child and the match meant the person he despised the most would be his brother. Not a happy match at all. "I will not stand for this!" He roared. Alice began to cry. She shared the same feelings as her brother, this was not a happy match. "What is wrong boy?! I am securing your future you should be happy for your sisters match and Alice one day you will be queen of France think of that!" howled the king. "I do not want to marry a tyrant I have heard stories." "forget the stories it will happen. you are to leave at once. They are to educate you in their ways and then in a few years you will marry him" "At once! Why not just banish her?! it would be less painful father." "Charles keep your mouth shut boy this is for the best of the country." "but I do not want to go to England!" cried Alice. "what is done is done you will have to except your fate."
Alice did not want to except her future. She cried every night, even after finding herself in England she cried. Lost in a country she did not know.