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Loathed Love - (Part 1)

Summary:

- The life of royalty isn't as ideal as the story books depict it, and you were prepared to take on anything if it was for the greater good of your people. So what will happen if you get arranged to marry someone you don't love, but rather... someone you loathe?

Genre:

- enemies to lovers

Notes:

- This part was written by the amazing @justanothercamilofan !! They wrote the first three chapters and I will be writing chapters 4 and up! Hope you enjoy!

Warnings:

-cursing

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | to be continued...

Days like these made you dream about how life would be if you were just an average townsperson. As the eldest child and the next heir to the throne of Corona, countless duties and responsibilities awaited you. The role of a monarch requires rigorous preparations. Which is why at the young age of fifteen, your mother, the queen, has taken you under her guidance.

Now at the age of 25, it was no surprise that you had more royal duties to fulfill. It was rather hectic— perhaps even tedious at some point— but you were well-aware of its purpose; The greater good of the people. You wondered how people found it in themselves to think that a life of royalty was ideal. Monarchy is a form of government, your family was basically the head of your nation. Does undergoing constitutional and representational duties sound like something to look forward to? The thought of it was enough to make you feel as if your hairs were graying.

The life you and your family lived was more than just wearing fancy outfits, being graceful with you every move and dancing in a ballroom. This was the reality behind all those stories you'd read in children's books.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"It's Marielle, your highness." The person behind the door replies.

"Oh, you can come in!"

And so she does, the woman enters the room quietly. Marielle stands next to the wooden door, hands placed neatly in front of her, a warm smile gracing her features. "Your father has sent me here to tell you that he wishes to speak with you." Her tone was timid as she spoke, you nod your head in response. "I see. Thank you for making your way here to tell me this."

"It's no problem. The king's in the dining room. I shall be taking my leave, thank you for your time." Marielle bows politely before exiting your room, closing the door on her way out.

After that, you take your time fixing yourself up; Neatly combing your hair, putting on a simple yet elegant outfit and spraying on a bit of perfume/cologne. The way you present yourself is important, even if it's just to a family.

Just like Marielle stated, your father was waiting for you in the dining room, but it wasn't just him there. Your mother was too, and an old lady dressed in maroon. Alongside her, two people wearing all yellow. One was a dark skinned man with black hair, the other was a woman with fair skin and auburn hair.

Upon noticing you, your mother speaks. "Ah, there you are, (name). We've got something important to discuss with you, come take a seat." She beckons you over, gesturing to a vacant chair next to her. You approach them, making yourself comfortable on your seat. "I'm sure you're wondering why we called you here, yes?" Your father begins. "They are the Madrigals, rulers of the Kingdom, Encanto."

No fucking way. Did you hear that right? If this is all just a dream, then the world is so cruel for that. You harshly pinch yourself from under the table, forcing yourself to keep a straight face when it pained you.

"This is our eldest child, (Name) (Last Name)."

A pleased smile appears on the old woman's face. "Wonderful, they're very good-looking. My name is Alma Madrigal, this one of my daughters," She gestures to the lady in yellow. "Pepa Madrigal. And her husband, Felix Madrigal."

You greet the three of them with a kind smile.

"Now that introductions are out of the way, it's time we talk business." Alma spoke. "I've decided to invite your family over for dinner. If we want to join forces together, it'd be a good opportunity for the rest of our families to be on good terms with each other."

You bite back a sigh. This was going to be a long day. As they converse with each other, you try your hardest to keep track of what they're talking about. Forming a union... Getting to know each other... blah, blah, blah... Arranging a marriage... bl— Arranging a what? It all clicks in your head. Dread fills your gut as you realize what they called you here for.

"(Name), in order to strengthen our kingdom... We have decided that you will get married to the eldest grandson of the Madrigal Family."

And... there it is. Wow, truly shocking. You expected this to happen, but it still didn't make you feel any less nervous. Remember your purpose, (name), for the greater good of the people. You thought to yourself.

With a forced smile, you spoke: "Is that so? Well, I look forward to meeting him." The couple dressed in yellow shared a look towards each other, would you still be able to say that after meeting him? They hoped you would.

After a long 10 minutes of talking, the Madrigals finally take their leave. "I will see you all in a few days, thank you for granting us the opportunity to talk to you." Alma says. "Oh, if anything, it should be us thanking you. Have a safe trip!" Your parents wave goodbye to them as they leave.

Afterwards, you make your way back to your bedroom. In two days, you'll be meeting with the Madrigals again, with your family. What if this guy's a total weirdo? You could only hope that he wasn't a total mess. As you drag your feet up the stairs, a voice calls out to you.

"Hey, (name)!"

You didn't have the energy for this. "What is it, Eduardo?"

"Don't look so down! I heard you were getting married, isn't that a good thing? I seriously can't

believe someone would want to marry you." Your younger brother jokes, grinning widely at you.

"Not if you don't even know the person." You reply, sighing.

Eduardo's grin falters at that. He places an arm around you, "Sorry, I thought the joke would cheer you up. I... don't really know what to say to this. I'm aware that we both can't do anything about this, but if he ever hurts you, I'll punch him."

A chuckle escapes you. "Thank you, but I don't think that'll be necessary. I'll... give whoever this guy is, a shot. We are going to be stuck together for life, after all."

---

Two days pass by rather quickly.

You were in your room, gazing at yourself in the mirror. Was this outfit good enough? How long have you been worrying about this? An hour. You even called in one of your maids to judge your outfits.

"How does this look?"

"It looks wonderful on you, your majesty. The color really matches your eyes." She complimented. Was she just saying that because of your status or was it genuine?

"Sorry for bothering you with this, I just really need to look at my best for tonight." You mumble, and the maid nods in understanding. "Perhaps you could lose the gloves then? It looks good, please don't get me wrong, but it's better without it." She said. You take her suggestion and gasp. Holy shit, she was right.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it." You flash her a kind smile and she happily returns it with one of her own.

A knock on the door. "Sorry to interrupt, your highness, but your parents are waiting for you."

"Ah, of course!" You smoothen out your clothes before turning to the maid. "Wish me luck, huh?" She only smiles wider, holding the door open for you.

Once you arrive downstairs, you see your parents and Eduardo there. "There you are! We better get going, it wouldn't be good if we arrived late." Your mother says. All four of you head outside and a carriage is there, waiting for you. The trip all the way to Encanto took a few hours, but thankfully, you managed to arrive early.

"Welcome, (Last Name)'s! It is an honor to have you here!" Alma greeted, a polite smile on her face. Behind her was the rest of her family. You quietly gasp in awe at the interior of their castle, it was beautiful and full of color.

"Hola." A voice spoke, it makes you jump. "Woah, hey, it's just me." You turn to the person who greeted you, it was a boy dressed in yellow. He had curly brown hair and green eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

An awkward chuckle leaves him. "Prince Camilo Madrigal." He extends a hand towards you. You introduce yourself, happily shaking his hand. What you didn't expect was for Camilo to bring your hand up to his lips and place a kiss to the back of it. Warmth floods your cheeks, and you avert your gaze from him.

"It's a pleasure meeting you. I have a feeling we'll get along well." The prince smiles at you. "I have to get going now, please enjoy your stay here." With that, he leaves. Was that the guy you were marrying? He looked like he was around your age, the other grandson you saw looked way younger. Who else could it be? You needed to tell Eduardo about this, that guy was handsome too.

As you explore the halls of the castle, you observe every painting and furniture they have. Everything about this place was beautiful and so much more different than your place, not that you were complaining. Being too awestruck with your surroundings, you fail to realize that someone was walking your way. The only time you acknowledge their presence is when you bump into them.

"Ay!" "Ow!"

You look up at whoever it was you collided with, ready to apologize.

"Are you blind?" The other person speaks. Huh? What the hell? You take a moment to study his features. Curly, dark brown hair with bangs covering one of his eyes, he looked similar to Camilo. He scoffs, "What? Are you deaf too? Stop staring at me, that's fucking rude, you know?"

What is it with this guy? He's a total jerk! "I'm rude? You're the one who called me blind AND deaf! What's your deal anyway?"

With a roll of his eyes, he replies: "I should be asking you that. What are you doing here? The dining room's the other way, stupid."

"Is it really necessary to be so mean? I was just about to apologize when you started to be an ass!" You said, glaring at him.

"Oh, boo-hoo, are you going to cry? Shut the hell up, keep your voice down." The boy shoves his hands in his pocket, he seems to be enjoying your reactions.

You've only just met this guy, but you can already tell you two wouldn't get along at all. Who the hell has the guts to be this much of a meanie to someone he just met?

"Are you just going to stand there like a weirdo or are you heading into the dining area?" He asks, raising a brow. "I'm not a weirdo." You grumble, walking away from him.

---

As you take a seat in the dining area, Eduardo taps your shoulder. "Are you going to be okay?"

He asks, worry evident in his tone. "Yes, I'll be fine. I think I have an idea on who it might be."

You whisper to him, he lights up at that. "Great! Goodluck, (name), don't embarrass yourself like you always do." Chuckling, you pinch his sides. "Okay! Sorry!" He whisper-yells.

"Family! And the (Last Names)'s!" Alma spoke, her voice loud and clear that it gets everyone's attention. "I've gathered all of you here today for a very special announcement." She glances at you, and you smile kindly at her.

"In order to keep our kingdom strong... I, along with King Hernando (Last Name), have spoken about his eldest child, (Name)'s marriage to one of the Madrigals."

The anticipation is slowly killing you. Is there any way she could just hurry up and spit out the name of who you'll be marrying?

"They will be married in five months. We've both come to an agreement on this, isn't that right?"

Your father nods happily, clearly excited about this.

"And I've decided that the best partner for our lovely (name) is..."

Here it comes.

"Carlos Madrigal!"

Oh. The asshole from earlier— who you now know as Carlos— slams his fists on the table.

"What?! No!" He angrily yells out. "Don't yell at your Abuela!" Pepa scolds him. "You're joking, right? I am NOT marrying... that!"

You sent him an offended gaze and he only glared at you.

"The decision has been made, Carlo—"

"No, I don't care. I won't do it." Without another word, he stomps out of the room. A few moments of silence pass by before Alma speaks.

"My apologies, everybody. That boy has always been so difficult... (Name), could you please go talk to him? Perhaps you could get some sense into Carlos."

Considering your earlier interaction, you highly doubted that. Still, you agreed to do it.

--

"Uh... Carlos?" You call out to him. "Hi, um, your Abuela sent me he—"

"Go away." He harshly spoke. "I don't want to listen to what you have to say."

"I know we... got off on the wrong foot, but I've got no choice either, y'know?" You slowly approach him.

Carlos suddenly bursts into laughter. He changes the pitch of his voice in an attempt to mock you, "'I know we got off on the wrong foot!'"

"What the hell is your problem? Don't you care about the greater good of your people?" You place a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back to face you.

"Oh, cariño... Aren't you such a sweetheart? Like hell I do." He spat out, disgusted that you'd even ask him that.

You could feel your blood starting to boil, why was he being so difficult? You didn't want this either, but he needs to realize that none of you have a say in this and that the wedding will happen, regardless of whether they want it or not.

"I don't want this either, Carlos." You began. "Stop making this so much more difficult than it already is. You think I want to get married to some bastard like you? I have standards, and I'm being forced to lower them for the sake of my kingdom!"

Carlos looks... taken aback by your sudden outburst. He falls silent, possibly planning on what he should do next. Shit, did you go too far? Was that too mean? You opened your mouth to speak, but he cut you off before you could begin.

"... Fine. You're... Ri—" He fake gags. "Right..."

Your eye twitches in annoyance. This is absolute hell.

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