The sun was already shinning the brightest on the sky covered with white clouds. Mathias sat in his room on his wooden bed with shaky hands and couldn't keep a straight mind. Today was the day, he should meet his wife to be. His parents had arranged this with one of the richest families in the village. The wedding had been settled for a week and everything should be perfect. However this arrangement was a big risk. Mathias' parents weren't rich, they were actually in the very poor section of the society and would be kicked out on the street next month if they didn't get any money to pay the taxes. So Mathias' father, had a brilliant idea, faking they were rich and make a wedding to give themselves some money. Easy. But Mathias in the other hand didn't want to do this. He was terrified for the consequences and couldn't disobey his father. In his whole childhood he has been abused by his father. Kicking and hitting Mathias so badly he always ended up with bruises on his skin here and there.
"Mathias, we are ready to go honey" a soft voice called from the front door. Mathias stood up slowly and took deep breath, counted to ten and told to himself in the mirror it was going to be alright. He thumbed up in a cheerful way to his reflection in the mirror. The Dane could always bring up something positive. All this positivity he had in his heart was enough to make him go through a terrible childhood alive. He let a hand go through his messy blonde hair and tried to smooth it, but no matter what he did it would always pop up again. His hair was impossible to fix. Mathias went downstairs and greeted his parents, Magrethe and Henrik. His mother smiled sweetly while the father kept with furrowed brows and frowned face. They walked out and went to family De Vos. Their house was one of the biggest in the village and both Mathias and his parents gulped. Magrethe knocked carefully on the smooth wooden door. The wind blew and Mathias thought for a second the wind wanted to show him something. Like the wind tugged in his clothes - how strange.
A lady opened the door for the guests. Her blonde hair was styled in a tight bun tied with a brown ribbon on the top of her head. She wore a beautiful blue dress with laces at the hem. "Oh, you must be family Køhler, oui? Please come inside." She insisted and stepped gently to the side. "I'm Camille De Vos, the mother of Emma."
Mathias went inside the house and grabbed the hem of his nice, red shirt. His heart was pounding and bit his lip hardly, but stopped when he tasted his own blood. Shit, he cursed and wiped the blood off with his sleeve. Mathias looked up and examined the room with his blue eyes. Beige patterned wallpaper, fur carpet and a big statue of an old mans head. Might be their grandfather or something, he thought and went to their living room. No doubt they were the riches. All the furnitures were screaming rich: Soft leather and nice pattern. Mathias' eyes were big and couldn't believe he was standing right in the middle of luxury and in the scent of fresh roses. A tall young man with spiky dirty blonde hair entered the room together with a smaller young woman, holding the arm of the mans. The woman had a bow in her golden hair and her eyes were shinny green. Mathias took a step back, but bumped into his dad. He glared at him. His brown eyes were digging deep into the deep blue ones.
"You must be Miss Emma De Vos." Henrik said and moved over to shake hands with the lady. She smiled like a purring cat and shook hands. "Bonjour Mr. Køhler." Emma said and her eyes then turned to Mathias' with lovey Dovey eyes. No doubt she didn't mind marrying this guy. "You must be Mathias." She chimed and stepped towards Mathias. Mathias in the other hand, stepped backwards as a natural reaction, when someone was coming near him. The Danes body was shaking and hoped he didn't look as red in his face as he imagined in his head. "Oh-ah yes. I'm Mathias, nice to meet you Emma." He spoke and looked back at his father, who gave him the look to kiss miss De Vos' hand. Mathias hesitated and grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. Mathias looked up from the hand and met another pair of green eyes, lesser dazzling but very similar to Emma's.
"Oh! This is my brother Govert." Emma told and the very tall man gave a hint of what looked like a smile.
Not long time after the dinner table was prepared in the dining room. It was one big table covered in a white ironed tablecloth. On top of that, it was covered with the most delicious meals. Tender turkey, creamy sauce, various of salads and the list went on. All these scents in the room made Mathias feel like he was lifted from the wooden floor. All this food at one place. He could easily get used to this. Slowly he sat down at the head of the table and Emma was placed on the other side. He looked down at his plate and saw various of different forks and knives next to it. Which one to choose? He didn't want to make the wrong choice, especially not when his father was right next to him on his left. Instead of guessing to the right fork and knife, he peeked over at his father. He choose the inner fork and knife. The Dane did the same and a servant with brown hair and green eyes opened a wine bottle, poured in each wineglass of the guests and the family. As he came to Mathias, he smiled and softened his eyes. "So you're the lucky man who get to marry the gorgeous Miss Da Vos." He whispered and chuckled slightly. He stopped pouring and put the bottle back on the tray, resting on his arm. Mathias looked up and narrowed his eyes enough to read his nameplate on his black blazer. Antonio Fernández Carriedo.
"I wish I could marry that girl. She's charming, funny and she's like a gift sent from above." He continued and nudged Mathias teasingly in the side with his elbow. "Treat her nice my friend, anyways, adiós" and then he left without Mathias had a chance to bring in a comment or just a single word. The Dane could admit Emma was a beautiful lady and she was a very cheerful person just as Mathias himself. But it just didn't seem right, maybe because he had to marry her by force. The turkey, sauce, salads were served on each plates by another servant. The scent went right up in Mathias' nose and exhaled deeply by the lovely smell.
Emma on the other side of the table already started eating with her parents and his older brother.
Her smile was bright, like it had been through the whole time Mathias and his parents were here. Emma's eyes looked from her plate to Mathias' blue eyes on the other side of the table. The Dane almost choked on his turkey, when he was gazing into the green eyes. The mother nudged his son, signalling with her eyes to say something nice to her. She WAS going to be his wife after all, so he better not be an idiot and don't compliment her. Mathias did remember when he was younger her mother told him to always compliment a woman. Women loved that.
"Y-You.,, eh - you have eyes - I-I mean.. Beautiful eyes!" He corrected and lowered his head to press a hand hard against his forehead. You have eyes.. - good one Mat, Mathias said in his mind and sighed silently. A soft, sweet laugher appeared in the big dining room. Emma covered her lips with her hand. She closed her eyes and continued to giggle and wiped off a single tear which formed by the eye corner. "Ah, I am sorry. I didn't mean to laugh, you're so lovely Mathias." She said, resting her head in her one hand as she supported her arm on the table and admired the Dane. Mathias chuckled awkwardly and his eyes met his fathers narrowed ones. He didn't look that happy.
As they finished eating and the servants had taken off the dishes from the table, Mathias and Emma sat outside in the garden on a white wooden bench. It was sunset and the orange and red colours were covering the sky and a few sunbeams shone up from the horizon. The wind was mild and blew slightly in the hair. This scene could easily be reminded of a romance movie.
Emma smiled and leaned slightly against Mathias with a satisfied sigh. "This is perfect, the sunset, the atmosphere and us." She whispered and tilted her head to look at Mathias. His face was red and never felt so awkward and weird before. "Aha, yeah. And I can't believe we are getting married, isn't that wonderful or what?" He scratched the back of his head and ran a hand through his messy, blonde hair. Emma moved away from him just a second to place her hands on his lap. Her eyes were shining up like ever before and parted her lips. "This is more than wonderful, c'est magnifique!" She chimed and wrapped her arms around the Dane's neck. Mathias gasped and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and bit his lips. She had a scent of vanilla. Although the Emma was a really nice girl and beautiful too, Mathias knew he wouldn't be able to succeed this wedding, when he honestly couldn't return the feelings. No doubt Emma was deeply in love with him or else she was good at acting it. Mathias and Emma sat like this for a time without saying a word until she broke the silence.
"Mathias?"
"Hm?"
"I'm sure we are gonna be the most happiest couple in the world" Mathias wanted to scream and just pulled away slowly to give her a cheerful smile. He was speechless but his smile was enough to convince her that he felt the same way. Emma slowly leaned up, pecking his cheek and lowered to his ear. "Je t'aime" she whispered and stood up. Mathias shivered and followed Emma inside and the clock had turned to night time.
"Sleep well honey" Magrathe said to Mathias and hugged him tight. They stood by the door to his parents room, where they should sleep for tonight. His father stood right beside his mother with crossed arms and a frowned face. "Thanks mom and sleep well you too dad." He said and pulled away gently from the hug. Henrik just huffed and went into the bedroom.
Mathias went back to his own room, where Emma already was. "E-Emma?! What are you doing here?" He asked and panicked a little. His heart was beating like a drum and he couldn't really imagine he had to SLEEP with her too! Emma was sitting in the middle of the bed in a pink nightdress with lazes at the hem of the dress. "Hm? You don't know? We are going to sleep together. My parents thought it would be a great idea and then we easier can get to know each other !" She smiled softly and stood up from the bed, walking over to the poor Dane. "Now get dressed to sleepwear." She said and untied Mathias' tie, but he quick grabbed her hands with a blushing face. "I-I can do this of my own, thank you" with that he rushed to the nearest bathroom with his sleepwear he found on the bed. He removed his untied tie and undressed down till he stood in his boxers only. Mathias put on the black tank top and red pyjamas pants. He gazed at his own reflections in the mirror and tried to smile. The Dane really wanted to go home.
Mathias opened the door and Emma was already lying in the bed underneath the sheets. "Mathias, come here!" She sang and sat up, leaning against the wall and tugged the sheets up to her shoulders. Mathias went underneath the sheets and Emma immediately snuggled close to him. Her one arm wrapped around his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. She breathed calmly and her long eyelashes tickled Mathias' skin. He squeaked and pulled away just slightly.
"Mathias.. Are you alright?"
"Ah yes! I'm perfectly fine" he lied and blushed as he looked the other way. He didn't want to have eye contact with the other. Maybe if he just acted like he was sleeping already, then she might go to sleep as well, but no. A hand placed gently on Mathias cheek and tilted his face over to make him look at Emma. She leaned in and neared his face. Her pink lips were only an inch away from Mathias. "Mat.." She whispered and wanted to kiss him, but immediately Mathias stood up. "I am so sorry!" He apologised and ran out of the house.
He continued to run and went into a forest very close to the village. He wanted to get away from everything and needed a break. God this is the worst, he thought and closed his eyes to squeeze out the tears. But as he didn't know where he ran he tripped over a stone and fell. He scratched his legs and felt a pain running from his leg up to his head. Mathias didn't scream he just lied there on the cold, dark ground. "At least it can't get any worse.." He said to himself and lied on his back. Through the branches from the trees he was able to see the stars. They were blinking and shining. Mathias smiled to himself and it made him calm to look at the stars. The silence he enjoyed was broken by the rattling from the bushes. Mathias tried to sit up and see what it was, and to his surprise it was a big brown bear. Mathias Yelped and started crawling backwards slowly, in hope it wouldn't see him. But surely the bear had seen him and started walking towards him. It was angry, Mathias could tell. Its breathes were violent.
In one move Mathias got up and started running with the bear right behind him. Mathias who already had a wound on his leg made it even harder to run fast, so the bear couldn easily catch him. It stood on two legs and used one of its paws to make Mathias fall as long he was on the ground onto his stomach. He couldn't make to turn around when he felt a big pain on his back. He screamed out and the tears were streaming down his cheeks. His heart was beating fast and thought this was the end. Another strike of pain was felt on his lower back and Mathias let another scream out. He heard the bushes rattled and cried louder. He must had cried too loud that more bears would be on the way. He looked up, but instead of expecting another brown aggressive bear a blonde man stood there. He wore a loose brown shirt with some white pants too. His hair was almost completely white, some was held back with a cross hair clip. The mysteries man ran towards him and the bear. Mathias wanted to know what happened but everything went black.
The light came back and all colours were mixed together for a little before he was able to see probably, where he was. He was lying up against a tree next to a lake inside the forest. He tilted his head up and he could easily see the stars from where he was. He tried to move but groaned in pain. "Sit still" a voice said and Mathias looked to his side to see the mysteries man and went over to the Dane. "I have sewn your wounds together on the back, it just need to heal." His face was emotionless and yet his dark blue eyes could tell he was worried for the Dane. The man sat down in front of Mathias. Mathias noticed something which wasn't ordinary. His ears. The mans ears were a bit longer, like he was from a fairytale, but it didn't make Mathias scared, more likely curious. "Thanks.." He smiled slightly and moved closer to the other mans face, but he moved away slightly with a hint of pink colour on his cheeks. "Stay where you are, I don't know if I can trust you just yet. Idiot. You better be more than thankful I heard your pathetic crying." He mumbled and looked at the lake where the moon shine upon.
"That was mean.. But gee, I am really happy you saved my life. I owe you."
"You owe me nothing, just be careful. What were you even doing out here? Don't you know it's dangerous?" He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"I needed to get away from this girl, she was all over me and I am supposed to marry her. My parents thought marrying a rich girl would help them with their taxes, because we are really poor." He paused. "But, I don't like her and everything seem so wrong when I'm with her."
The man nodded slightly and stood up, went to the nearest tree and leaned against it. "I understand. Being forced in marriage is wrong, but don't think about that now. You're exhausted, I can see that in your eyes, you should rest here for now." He walked over and helped Mathias to lie down on the ground. The Dane blushed and felt like his heart was skipping a beat as soon he felt the man touched him gently. This was a feeling which couldn't be described with words, but this feeling was something he liked. Again he stared at the long ears and reached up to touch it gently. "What are you..?"
The man glared at him with an angry expression before he sighed. "Stupid humans with their curiosity... - I'm an elver. And yes it's them you hear from storytelling or whatever." He said and sat down next to Mathias who was lying down.
"Seriously!" Mathias yelled out and sat up in one move, feeling a strong pain from his back which made him scream out.
"You idiot!" He pulled him down and lied his head just on his lap for now. The ground was really cold, so this was only to make the Dane more comfortable. Mathias made a soft chuckle and few groans of pain slipped through his lips. "Sorry.," he whispered and looked up at the other.
"Shut up and sleep." The man said and pulled out a flute made out of wood. He reached up to his pale lips and played a beautiful melody, something smooth and slow.
The tones from the flute made Mathias yawn and made himself comfortable. "You play beautifully.," he whispered and closed his eyes. "I'm Mathias.."
The man stopped playing. "Lukas." And the melody went on most of the night.
/ So, this was the first chapter of my fanfiction. I hope you liked it! :
Just to make sure who the characters are:
Emma: Belgium
Govert: The Netherlands
The parents are just random people.
Guess you know Mathias and Lukas are tho X')
