{1} ♔ Kenzie the Queen ♔ Mackenzie's Perspective ✧

Oh, fabulous. Just another fan wanting to write a story about me. Well hi. I'm Mackenzie, but don't call me that; call me Kenzie. I'm nineteen years old, almost twenty. And the most dreaded thing I hate saying: I'm princess of Arendale.

(a/n: see what I did there) My parents are the king and queen and my older sister Maddie is also a princess.

See, being a princess isn't all that great. My parents have the authority to pick my husband if I don't find one by the age of twenty. Maddie picked her husband and they got married when Maddie was seventeen. I don't want my parents to pick who I'm going to marry; I want my love to happen naturally.

We both see each other and fall for the other. We date until he proposes then we marry and have two kids name Blair and Cameron. That might be a little specific but that's how I want my life to go. I don't want my mother picking it for me. I have almost no time to find a husband; only six days until my birthday.

I think I would need to know him better before I tell him we have to get married. So lets start this story now so it can be over sooner. I feel my maid shaking me awake. "Princess Mackenzie, your mother is waiting for you in the den." She says. I groan.

"For the last time, call me Kenzie." I roll off my bed and shove my freezing feet into my slippers. One more day closer to my birthday and I'm sure that's what my mother wants to talk about: my party. It's my twentieth so it's even more 'special' than the last. I'm just glad that this party will be all about me. Everyone in the kingdom will come just to celebrate me.

How can I not love it? But it's also how my mother picks my husband. All the men from the ages 20-25 get in line to greet me. I'll have to take ten baths before I will be able to get all the germs off me.

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"Yes mother?" I curtsy before sitting on the couch across from her.

"We have to finish with your birthday plans. We need to order the cake, pick your dress, and have your hair and makeup done to perfection in only a short matter of days." My mother squeals.

"We have hair and makeup coming in an hour, you finish with that, and we go cake browsing in the kitchen. Then we will have three days to find a dress for you. Simple?"

"I guess." I mumble. "Oh, speak up, Mackenzie, you know how I hate the mumbling," She tells me.

"Madison and Josh have a surprise to tell us at dinner. It should be grand." Mother says with excitement.

She just loves my sister and her husband. She loves them so much because between them 'it's true love'. They also have their own living quarters on the left wing of the castle, mine is on the right wing, newly built, and right next to my bedroom. It was a joy to hear drilling and pounding for two months. My mother and I go through little details like where everything will be and what kind of decorations will be there. Her favorite, the grand entrance.

Her first idea would be that I come swinging down on a rope. We laughed after that one. Sometimes my mother isn't so uptight and when we are alone, she can be a regular mom. A maid comes into the den and tells us the hair and makeup people are here. I stand up and walk with her back to my bedroom. It takes three hours until I find a hairstyle I like. The hair dresser did that thing like they did in my favorite movie-The Princess Diaries- where they put two pictures in front of my face and pull them away to reveal an actually good hair style. I meet my mother in the kitchen to show her.

"Oh, Mackenzie you look wonderful." She smiles. "Lets pick out your cake."

(A/N)

ah new fanfci guys ! hope you like it :-)