You breathed out as the veil was lifted. You were finally able to see him Thyrm, your husband. He smiled broadly at you and leaned forward to kiss you. You swallowed and gave the crowd a blushing smile.
Thurman waved , smiled, and bowed right on que. You held back allowing him his moment. He reached back and grabbed your hand showing you off to the crowd. They roared deafeningly he grabbed you and planted another firm kiss on your lips. You felt almost suffocated but you continued on. Down the seemingly endless isle. Cheers and waves sent you way.
The dress you wore was the only thing that was causing you not to run to the carriage. You felt your hand get squeezed tight as you took a few to many steps past Thyrm. You turned to him in surprise. He held you gaze and smiled at you but the smile did not reach his eyes.
He seemed to walk even slower tossing his dirty blond hair out of his eyes and walking amongst 'his' people proudly. What a fine match they finally made for the king.
Your feet ached your back burned with the time the ceremony took. You knew it wouldn't end here there was banquets to have in you and your husbands honor. You spent the time smiling warmly at the masses of people around you.
You reached the carriage a few moments behind Thyrm. He held out his hand and helped you in gave a final wave to the people then closed the door.
You pressed your palms into your lap attempting to make them slightly less sweaty. You gathered your courage and looked at him. He was staring at you obviously measuring you up.
"You could look less frightened of me. The people will think I miss treat you" he took off his gloves as he spoke. You just nodded and looked down. You hadn't expected him to come across so harsh. But perhaps he was just as unsure as you.
Not another word was spoken all the way to the banquet. Even there you were expected to remain silent. You would begin to speak and Thyrm would raise a hand subtly for you to discontinue the conversation. You would bow slightly and allow him to take over the conversation on your behalf.
People danced and music played. Joy seemed to be all around you and for all intents you could not feel joyous. You rubbed your temple as servers brought more food.
"What troubles you woman?" Thyrm whispered as he leaned in close to you. You supposed it looked like he was sharing a intimate secret. You gave him a half smile.
"I tire my lord..." you say defeatedly.
"Then be gone you do me no service here" he waved for a server to pull your chair out so you could rise. He rose as well holding out his hand to you.
"My bride wishes to retire, I fear I must follow shortly" the whole room went onto a uproar as you left. Thyrm began to say his good byes but shortly you heard foot steps following behind you.
You held your breathe as you felt a hand on the small of your back. Thyrm lead you down a hall towards the kings room. He opened the door allowing you in. You swallowed hard and turned towards him. He pulled off and untied some armor setting them on The table closes to him. He was tanned and toned. You suppose most woman would swoon. He pushed his hair back and turned to give you a good look.
Your breath caught as his hand touched your face and slid down to your throat then to the soft skin on your chest. He smirked and came closer to you his lips nearly touching your ear.
"I can not say that you will enjoy this..." he spoke with the sound of evil in his voice.