Nym was tired of waiting. Her father hadn’t looked at her at the start of the feast and still refused to look at her as if ignoring her would make her hate filled eyes go away.

Her sister sat across from her staring at her with a huge fake smile on her face, but her indigo eyes held warning.

A warning that Nym ignored. If her father was going to act like his decision was for the good of her, when in all reality it was for the good of him. she was going to make him see her view. Even if she had to make a scene to do it.

Nym picked up her glass of sparkling cider, taking a long drink before twisting it in her hand and squeezing. It started cracking slowly and Nym watched satisfied as the lines on it grew.

And then.....it shattered. The glass fell to the floor and onto the table, the sound of breaking glass silencing the room.

Nym looked up to see everyone gaping at her and her hand that was already welling with blood. She didn’t bother to wipe it off as she stood. Her fathers attention was on her now and she could see his teeth clench and something like annoyance flash in his eyes.

That’s what she was to him, an annoyance, which only fueled her rage that was gathering in her heart, “well father,” she growled, her midnight hair swaying, “I have waited at this feast for you to answer me. Let me fight.”

Her father, the king, stood up as well, “sit down Nymeria, now! I will talk to you after.”

“No, I am done waiting!” She snapped, “I am an excellent fighter and will not wait for you to marry me off to some lord no ones heard about. I wasn’t born to be a wife, I was born to be a warrior. And if you don’t let me be the warrior I was born to be, I will fight you every step of the way.”

The king watched her with his beady eyes before turning towards the doors, “guards, please take Princess Nymeria to her rooms, I’m afraid she must have eaten something bad.”

Nym sputtered as two guards came and took her by the arms, neither being gentle, “I will fight you!” She screamed at her father as the guards took a hold of her and began dragging her away, “and I will be victorious!”