Ebony bit her lip and brought her head down. She closed her eyes tightly as anger had begun to consume her. Why had the come here?! She wanted nothing to do with them. Ebony still held much anger in her heart for them and hoped to keep it hidden, but how could she now? With them here...Ebony thrashed her head to the side and tightened her lips together. She narrowed her eyes in scorn before slowly changing them to sadness. She pushed herself off the table and sat on her bed and crossed her arms over her chest. Her head glanced over to the window, but quickly caught herself and turned away. Ebony sat in silence, not sure of what she should do or even think for that matter. She felt her limps shiver and shake due to her anger. She tried to keep herself calm, but how can that be possible with everything running threw her mind. Her family, if they should even be called that, was here. Ebony thought she was foolish not thinking they would arrive, but she did not want them here. She did not want to be taunted any further. She wished that they would turn and return to the stagecoach and drive back to their castle. But no, they did not and their stagecoach rode out of site without them. Ebony took a deep, long breath before exhaling. She relaxed her shoulders and lightly slumped her back.

"I'm back Miss, and so is your dress!" Priscilla chimes with a smile.

Ebony turned and straightened her back, "Oh, thank you."

"Miss? Are you alright?" Priscilla questioned picking up Ebony's fainted hearted tone.

"...It's just-" Ebony stopped not wanting to bring back that anger.

"I don't require you to tell me. If it's best for you-"

"It's my parents." Ebony cut off.

"Pardon, Miss?"

"My parents are here. They are here." Ebony spat venom dripping from every word.

Priscilla remained quiet.

"I don't want them here. I never thought they would come, and yet..." Ebony bit her lip once more.

"Why did they have to come? Why couldn't they just leave me! They already gave me away, so why?"

Priscilla gently put a hand on the distressed princess's shoulder, "I may not be able to fully understand your pain, Miss. But you mustn't let this bring you down any further. Please try not to think of them." Priscilla smiled softly. Ebony sighed and stood up from her bed walking to the center of the room to get ready.

"Perhaps you will be needing some assistance?" A familiar voice chimed through the doorway. Ebony turned and smiled at the delightful site. There standing was her good friend, Jasper.

"Jasper!" Ebony lept into his arms engulfing him in a tight hug.

"Good day, Princess. And you are looking stunning as ever." Jasper complimented.

"Pardon me sir, but who are you?" Priscilla questioned narrowing her eyes and placing her hands on her hips.

"Oh do forgive me," Jasper said gently pushing Ebony out of his grasp, "I am Jasper, Princess Ebony's personal attendant." He finished with a bow.

"Oh is that so? Well, I am Priscilla, and I also am Princess Ebony's personal attendant."

"Splendid! Then we can both help her ready." Jasper said fully stepping into Ebony's room. Jasper walked around the large room inspecting all the objects.

"Tsk Tsk, there room is poorly suited for the Princess. Not enough decor of her taste." Jasper complained causing Priscilla to glare.

"Jasper, enough of that banter. Help Priscilla." Ebony said sensing Priscilla's annoyance.

"As you wish, My Princess. Now where is the dress?"

"I have it here." Priscilla said holding it up.

"Hmm," Jasper inspected, "Beautiful! Well fit for the princess! Now let me help you into it." He said reaching for the gorgeous dress.

"I think I will help her into it." Priscilla said taking the dress out of his reach.

"Oh come now! It is only fit that I be given the honor." Jasper said reaching for it again.

"I don't believe so sir, I am the only one fit!" Priscilla argued.

"Oh you two...Jasper you may help me put the dress on," Jasper smirked proudly at Priscilla causing her to grown, "And Priscilla can help me with my hair because Jasper isn't very talented with mine."

"Hah!" Priscilla mocked towards Jasper. Jasper slightly glared before taking the dress out of Priscilla's hands.

Jasper helped Ebony slip into her dress. He flattened out any wrinkle that dare appear on Ebony's wedding dress. Priscilla prepared the vail and numerous amounts of dazzling jewelry.

"How has your time here been, Princess?" Jasper wondered.

"As best as I can make it I suppose." Ebony answered quietly. She did not wish to tell Jasper of her adventures and strange occurrences.

"Hmm, I do hope this Reaver fellow is treating you kindly."

"Well, he isn't treating me awfully." Ebony replied unsure what to say about how Reaver was treating her.

"I see...Your family speaks of you most often." Priscilla quickly glanced over to them hearing Jasper. Ebony narrows her eyes and lets of a very soft and small grunt.

"I do not wish to speak of them, Jasper. They only bring uncomfortable thoughts." Ebony said putting strain on the word, uncomfortable.

"As you wish, Princess. I will speak of them no more." Jasper said finishing her dress requirements, "Now it is your turn, Priscilla."

Priscilla got up and approached Ebony with the vail and jewelry, "Honestly you still won't let me fix your hair?" Jasper questioned.

"No Jasper, like I've stated before, I prefer a woman's touch on my hair." Ebony said causing Priscilla to lightly smirk as she placed the vail on Ebony's head.

"Can you really blame her? Seeing as how you take care of your own hair." Priscilla remarked.

"Pish-Posh! My hair is perfect!" Jasper argued.

"Oh you two are such children..."Ebony sighed.

"Forgive me." Priscilla and Jasper said in unison causing them to glare at each other.

Priscilla finished with Ebony's accessories and hair. "You look beautiful, Miss." Ebony smiled sheepishly.

"Beautiful! That word hardly describes the radiance that is illuminating form the Princess." Jasper complimented.

Ebony shifts uncomfortably, "Oh my I feel faint from your words. You two are so faltering, thank you." Priscilla and Jasper opened their mouth to reply but stopped once a slight knock was heard at the door.

"Hello? Are you all still in there? Well, it pains me to interrupt, but all of our guests are here and are in need of attendants." Reaver's voice chimed outside the door.

"R-Right away Master Reaver!" Priscilla replied quickly.

"Good Good! I wouldn't want my adored guests to be unattended. You best come now and bring that fellow with you." Reaver said in a calm manner.

"Best not to ignore Master Reaver's wishes." Priscilla said before turning back to Ebony, "I'll be right there the whole time. Don't you worry."

"The same goes for me," Jasper joined in, "This is a difficult time for you, but you look absolutely wonderful today and we are here for you."

Ebony gave them a sad smile in return before giving them a nod. Both Priscilla and Jasper gave Ebony a light hug before leaving her alone.

"Now, my minx, I do hope you are ready because our wedding is going to start shortly." Reaver questioned still outside Ebony's room.

"Yes, I am..." She replied trying to hide the sorrow that wanted to fill her words.

"Splendid! But you one of our guests would like to see you." Ebony could almost feel the smirk forming on Reaver's face.

"Who?" Reaver pushed open the large door without looking into the room. Ebony's eyes widen at the person who entered her. It was none other than her father. And with the shut of the door, the two were left alone.

"Hello Ebony." Her father greeted with a half smile. "I hope you are well..."

Ebony snapped out of her daze and shot him a menacing glare. "What do you want?"

"I'm here to walk my daughter down the aisle."

"Why? You've already given me away. You needn't do so again." Ebony replied with anger.

"Ebony, Your mother and I-"

"Don't you refer to her as my mother! And don't you think of yourself as a father! Parents do not give their children away for money." Ebony spat.

"...Please try to understand that we did for-"

"I care not what you did it for! You should never do that to your child! You have no excuses that are justified enough to ease me!"

The king reached out to her, placing his hand on her shoulder, "Ebony, we love you deeply and only wanted to keep the kingdom secure. But you are still my daughter. I know you feel pained by this, but please know we have never stopped caring and loving you."

Ebony shook her head as tears dangerously threatened to fall, "No...no no." Yet another knock was heard,

"Excuse me, Princess? Everything is ready and in place. You are needed in the hall." A small voice requested.

Ebony froze. There was no avoiding it now. The time was here.

"Ebony-"

"...Just take me down there." Ebony sighed defeated.

Ebony stood behind the large brown doors. She felt her body shake and cold sweat run down her spine. She bit her lip very lightly, trying to get her mind off her fate.

"Your flowers, Miss." Priscilla said handing Ebony her bouquet of white and gold flowers. They smelt sweet and of cream, which calmed Ebony's nerve in the slightest. Ebony griped onto them tightly, shutting her eyes briefly before opening them.

Priscilla smiled slightly and lightly put Ebony's chin up, "We have to start now."

Ebony was only able to give her nod, unable to form words. Priscilla stood back, opening the large doors for Ebony. She squinted her green eyes slightly, the gold lights shinning into her face. Her father quickly glanced to her before guiding her down the aisle. Ebony took notice of all the people watching her. Most of which she had never seen before. They wore high quality designs and styles. Reaver did say he only wanted the up most prestigious guests attending. Ebony then turned her attention to the alter. It was decorated with gold ribbon and silk, with many flowers ranging in red, white and gold color. She saw her mother and standing off the side. They looked at her with forced smiles. It took every fiber in Ebony's body not to glare and yell. She quickly turned her eyes away from them. Catching her attention was the man she was seconds away from marrying. He wore a long brown tuxedo with a cream shirt hidden under the jacket. The collar was long and a small brown bow tie was wrapped around it. The sleeves cuffed over the tuxedo with two small brown buttons fastening them. He wore a long brown top hat, much like his normal one. His brown gloved hands where fastened together at his front. He gave Ebony a smirk and she took note of his eyes scanning her body. Her father slowly let go of her arms as they met with the alter's steps. Reaver extended his hand towards Ebony. She hesitantly took his hand in return. She averted her eyes from Reaver's as the man behind them read lines of matrimony. Ebony's eyes accidentally met with Reaver's. He smirked, showing the corner of his teeth. Ebony's eyes widen ever so slightly before averting them away once more.

"-Do you take Princess Ebony to be your bride?" This caught Ebony's attention.

"Yes, indeed I do." Reaver responded slyly.

"And you do, Princess Ebony of Albion, take Reaver as your husband?"

Ebony's breath silently hitched in her throat. Never in her life did she imagine that saying two words would be so difficult. She was already condemned, but if she uttered those words...she would truly condemn herself.

"I..I.." Ebony swallowed her nerves and buried her freedom, "I do." She felt like crumbling to the ground and screaming into the earth, but no, she could not do that.

"Then, I hereby bestow upon the title of husband and wife." Ebony closed her eyes slowly just wanting this all to end.

"You may kiss your bride." This caused Ebony's eyes to fly open. A kiss? Ebony had never even had her first real kiss. She cursed herself for not even thinking of this part of the wedding. Sure the two had that incident in the stagecoach, but that was under false circumstances. Se felt her heart race and push tightly against her chest. Reaver grabbed her shoulders and brought her closer to him. She looked up into his dark eyes with her emerald ones. He tipped her chin up slightly before placing his lips onto hers.

I finally updated...I hope you enjoyed!