The end of a Dynasty?

As I glance into the large oval bronze-gilded mirror that is decorating my room, I notice the cute facial features of someone you would probably describe as innocent and naive, with my almost round cheekbones and slightly upturned nose. Together with my pouty lips it is almost making it too hard for me not to look flirty, even when I don't intend to do so. So I usually acted in a way that people would probably think of as being shy, as a way of tipping people off, even though I got a pretty hard upbringing which one might expect from someone who was supposed to be the reserve. But it worked.

My long stout ginger red hair frames my face, a trademark trait for almost every ruling member of my royal house. There have been so many great rulers in the kingdom of Miannu with this trait on whom people claim this kingdom was built, and who had bought our independence from the neighbouring kingdoms by their sheer determination and hard work. Oftentimes even paid in their own blood.

Although right now...

The king's own brother, or my father's brother, the only male heir left had died from old age without leaving any male children in his place. Well, actually he had, as there were 3 of them. But one of them died in combat before I was even born. And as of the other two, they sadly didn't make it through infancy, with one being a stillborn and the other died from illness at age 7. It was said that the entire realm has never been so stricken with grief when this last prince, who had been the realm's last hope, had died so soon after his father did. Especially since they knew my father, or their current king, was slowly whiskering away from leprosy ever since his mid twenties, and there wouldn't really be a chance for him to have an actual male heir.

"Cilia!" Joanna, my lady in waiting and also my best friend, slightly tugs on the sleeve of my dress. And it abruptly pulls me back from my own thoughts. "It's already really late, the king and the council members are waiting for you remember? If you make them wait on you as much, they' ll probably get really angry and lock you up in your tower again for a whole month. Just like that time when you tried to sneak outside to play with the cobbler's son. Or maybe, it might even be worse this time."

As she speaks, I try to suppress my laugh, but the vivid image of that time is too much for me and I let out a sneakered giggle. "You know, as I recall it it was actually you who wanted to go outside of the castle. And when we played dare wasn't it you who wanted to kiss him?" I look at Joanna and her face shoots beet-red, obviously still embarrassed from when she was infatuated with the boy, since its only been two years ago. But yet I was the one who got punished the most for it.

"Kinda makes you wonder though, why would they have asked for me? Do you maybe think it could be for a suitor or something?" I state to Joanna as we eventually leave my bedroom together, after both having calmed down a bit again.

Author's Notes:

The way I wanted to plan this story is that you can choose if you want the princess (the player) to remain as pure (of heart, not directly pure of bodily matters = behaving like how people would expect you to) (PURITY), or if you want her to be more decisive in your actions in an almost rude way (BRASHNESS). But too little, or too much of either one of those and you might not be the one in control of the realm (and maybe of yourself) anymore. Both will start at a value of 50% and either increase or decrease depending on certain actions you take.

Maybe later on you will also have to keep your family's dynasty in mind if you want to succeed (from having to find a matrilineal marriage) or people will consider your children to be from a different noble family, or even a new one if you fail and the father is a commoner. Also people will probably not like that anyways, at least the nobles in your realm likely might not.

DISCLAIMER

(for if people might start to ask questions since there is almost no age mentioned anywhere in my story(as of yet).)

Be aware that ALL the characters in this story are all 18 years or older at the time of writing, and the story is entirely fictional.