But these doubts could be arrested for now. Since there were more pressing matters. Her highness the Queen, Sabrina Boze IV asked for the presence of Samuella. Sam was a bit afraid that Sabrina would propose a suitor.
Sam had been secretly exploring the gardens for certain poisoins derived from dailys. If fate would put a husband in her path which she would not like to spend her aimless wandering with she was ready to sent the pour soul straight to walhalla.
But whether she would be able to find such a husband, who would not only be able to challenge her intellectually, but who she also could fancy, was a question that bothered her.
It did not help that the castle in which the family resided was a bit isolated. There were quint little residences of course, but when compared with the domains of other families there just was not that much social life in the land of Boze.
Princess Samuella of the Boze dynasty was not a princess by choice. Tradition dictates that the spawn of the Royal family inherits the titles of the ancestors.
The same tradition also dictated the necessity of princess Samuella to marry before her 25th. The only issue in this plan is that no one asked Samuella what her thoughts about all these customs were.
To be honest she did not really know what her feelings about all these conventions were, but she did have a nagging feeling that ultimately if she would never rebel at any point in the strictly orchestrated play that would be her life she would die a untimely death through the slow but sure slipping away of passion.
Yes it would be terrifying to marry a man that only occasionally would be smarter than her. The prospect of one day finding out that her husband did not know how to handle cash was something she was not ready for.