Called as a gift

At first glance, everything was fine. A beautiful wedding ceremony, a bride in a white dress, a bridegroom in a black tuxedo and elegant guests.
I just didn"t want to marry! The stepfather was forced.
The dress was not chosen by me! What they gave, then put on.
The groom sixty years older! But who is interested in my opinion?
It remains only for the first time in my life to get drunk, but here I was not lucky. Everyone gets drunk to green devils, and I - to green girls!
And it was worth waking up, as it turned out that I was in general in another world! Where these same girls moved me to the "gift" to the local prince! Well, I do not! One wedding was enough for me for my eyes and my ears! Let the prince not relax!
I am not a gift! I am a surprise!