Chapter 37-
"Alice!" Oh great. "There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you!" Marie approaches us with a stern look on her face. She snatches me right out of Isabella's hand and into her own. "You two aren't suppose to see each other." She scolds.
"Relax Mother." Isabella waves her off. "Alice and I just needed a minute to breathe. We're done now. You may have her." I glare at her. She just willingly put me in the care of this hyper active lady...
"Yeah yeah. Go now. Go get dressed. The ceremony will start soon. And oh, look at you. You aren't even the slightest bit ready." Marie grabs my cheeks to further her examination of my face.
Isabella rolls her eyes and hugs me.
"Be careful with her Mother! She's breakable!I'll see you in a couple of hours my love. Think you'll make it that long?" I shake my head.
"I doubt it..."
"I'm sure you'll be fine." With that she's gone, leaving me once again alone with her hyperactive mother.
"Do your worst!" I dare her. She shakes her head, showing amusement and responds: "Watch me." and then drags me away.
I remember once- a long time ago- Marie told me she wanted to spoil me. She had said 'Let me spoil you rotten'. Back then I wasn't sure I enjoyed the treatment. However now, I love it. i love having her want to do things for me and her looking at me in approval when i agreed on something she liked and when i did things the proper way. I have to say, she surely knew how to follow through to her promises. I was feeling a bit -a lot- spoiled by everything.
I wasn't allowed to do anything but sit there and watch everyone else work. Someone even put my dress on me, tightened my shoes and everything.
I've been primped, propped, pinched, poked and perfected. I now stood in front of the mirror blushing deeply. Everything had been done at Marie's commands. She yelled when she needed to, shouted and even kicked some of the girls who were helped me out- even after I protested. She simply stated if they can't do things right then they may not do anything. Then she told me not to dwell on it. Any other day I would have. But today, there was much more to be focused on than whether or not a few girls got their feelings hurt.
"Now Alice, We aren't having any second thoughts are we?" Marie asks, She comes behind me and smiles at my reflection. "I wouldn't blame you. You are going to be with her forever Isabella tends to be a lot to handle. You can always back out."
"Very funny Marie." I giggle. "I'm not backing out. I'm perfectly capable of handling Isabella. I love her. She's mine. That's what today is all about right?"
"Good. That was test...you passed."
I wonder if it's alright to peak out there...just to get a quick glance at my love. Brice grabs my hand and spins me around to face him before I can.
"Nervous?" Brice asks, smiling brightly.
"Excited..." I admit. I had nothing to be nervous about. This was Isabella. I knew her. What else could I possibly have to be surprised about?
"Excitement is good..." There was the sound of Everyone quieting down and taking there seats before Brice turned his smile into a grin and stuck is elbow out at me. I stared at it in confusion.
"What are you doing?"
"Yes what are you doing?" Williams voice intruded. The man looked older. His golden hair turning white in some areas. Surprising this made him even more frightening to look at him. It made his face harder- more devilish.
"Walking the child down the aisle of course..." Brice took my hand and placed it in his elbow. "I figured since the child has no father to do it, I'd substitute." William made a face like he didn't believe a word Brice had just said and took my other arm, which held bunch of red flowers.
"She's going to be my daughter. Don't you think it's more appropriate if i did it?" He sneered. Here we go...I rolled my eyes.
"No. You have a daughter. If you want to walk Isabella down the aisle I'm sure she wouldn't mind...Leave Alice to me." Brice Snatched me away childishly only to have William snatch me back.
"She's my daughter-to-be though. Not yours..."
"I have no daughter-"
"Exactly." They tugged and pulled on my arms as they talked. Meanwhile i tried my hardest not to fuck up my bouquet.
"Hey! This isn't Alice-tug-of-war!" I shoot at them. "You both can walk me...I'm sure that won't be a problem now will it?" I hadn't meant to use my 'serious' voice, but it seemed to work because they shut up.
They grumbled but then each took one of my arms. "See...Was that so hard? Sharing is Caring."
Before they can begin to bicker again the music started queuing us to begin walking.
Isabella was the first person i searched for- which was dumb because she wasn't hard to spot at all. She wore a traditional wedding suit. It was black and smooth, it really fit her well. She wore no tie and left the first few buttons of her white button down open. It was actually a bit too sexy for a wedding.
Walking down the aisle with us were the kings guards. They men who Isabella taught were the very best of the best, the ones who were the most loyal and trustworthy.
Of course there were the people from the towns and cities who came to witness for them selves. Up front was the noble family I wasn't introduced to yet and few members of the council who weren't here to celebrate but to witness and bring back word that it was done. The new king and queen of lotus were married.
Isabella smirked at me and gently took me from her fathers' and Brice's hands. "You'll have to tell me why they both walked you later..." She whispered, nodding thank you to them.
The priest started with prayers to the gods. After that he brought forward a girl. She was probably the same age as Isabella and I. She wore an all white dress and had her hair pulled back and held together in a white ribbon.
"What is this?" I asked Isabella.
"The killing of a virgin..." I closed my eyes. Of course...
"She was born on the same day I was. She was held in a room somewhere in the palace. She was not allowed to go out and be tainted but joy or grief or anything of outside. She was not to be touched or felt up. She was to remain pure right down to her blood. She was born to be sacrificed on the day I was married." I cringed. How fair was it that she never got to enjoy life...She was born just to die. That was horrible... "Not to worry my love. She doesn't even know what death is. She's learning. Think about it that way." I rather not think about it at all. I shook it off and tried not to let it bother me too much. The girl's blood was leaked into a sliver bowl and placed in between us. Isabella held my hands over it and recited...
"I, Isabella of Lotus, promise you, Alice of lotus, My love to hold you, protect you, honor you, respect you, love you cherish you, i promise to be faithful to you, to not forsake you or dishonor you as long as we both shall live. So help gods..." Her voice was low, but proud. She wasn't talking to anyone else-so who cares if they heard or not? Her words were for me and me alone. She kissed her index and middle fingers and dipped them in the blood then crossed her heart.
Then it was my turn...
"I, Alice of lotus, promise you, Isabella of lotus, to hold you, protect you, honor you, respect you, love you cherish you, i promise to be faithful to you, to not forsake you or dishonor you as long as we both shall live. So help gods..." I repeated after her. Then I kissed my fingers and dipped them in blood to cross my heart with.
The priest prayed for us again. Then he asked for objections. It was, thankfully, followed by awkward silence.
"Alright then...Let us crown them!" The priest said. My crown was sliver and hers as gold. They were made out of twigs, leaves, diamonds and jewels the connected with a piece of white ribbon. White- like a virgin was pure, untainted, whole. It showed our unity to each other.
Isabella smiled. And turned around, holding our joined hands up. The spectators who were so quiet I almost forgot they were they all stood and clapped.
Isabella leans over to kiss my lips then smiled when I blushed. The ceremony didn't last too long but directly after was the reception and this i bet everything will run on into the morning. We were told that people were evening dancing in the streets in front of the palace. I would've gotten up to see for myself, but I was having to much pf a ball watching the people in front of me dance.
Isabella and I sat at the head of everything. The table was huge was but we were the only two that sat there. We could barely catch a break because apparently it was allowed to throw raw rice at us. This one kid, around three years old sat there for ten full minutes taking hi sweet time pleating individual rice grains at us, until his mother dragged him away.
I picked them out of Isabella's hair as she did mine. She smiled and dipped in for another kiss, this time lingering there. "It's tradition we fuck after the wedding you know!" She says pulling away to kiss my neck.
"Isn't it also tradition you carry me up to our room?"
"Would you enjoy being carried?"
"I would most definitely enjoy being carried..."
"Then I'll carry you." She stated simply.
"I don't mean to interrupt..." A voice said. I look up to see the bright Spanish looking face of Maria. It was unusual to see her out of her training clothes and in a dress but she looked pretty none the less.
I wanted to smile when I saw her. I really did, but I couldn't. I don't know why. I didn't have anything against Maria, but a smile just wouldn't form on my face. I got strange vibe from her that only got worse as she leaned down to hug me.
"Congratulations..." She said. "I hope many long years..." She smiled.
I glare at her making Isabella nudge me. "My love...Maria is our friend remember?"
"Mmm." I moaned. "I remember..."
"Then why..."
The tingles don't take their time to come like they usually do, instead they shoot up to my head and to the very tips of my fingers, drowning out the imagine of my wedding to something different...
Isabella laughed. It wasn't her usual laugh. This one was darker. Deeper. "Maria. How nice to see you." She says.
We're in the throne room. It's just us. No guards. No spectators. Just me, Isabella and Maria. I'm on Isabella's lap like usual, kissing her neck. Her hand is up my dress gently caressing my ass my tugging at my damp panties.
I pay no attention to Maria what-so-ever and Isabella's attention varies. One minutes she's focused on me and the next her attention is on her guest.
"Isabella..."She says.
Isabella frowns at her tone. "Maria my friend, what is the matter? You do not sound happy? What can I do for you? And can you make it quick. I'm in the middle of something..." I moan as she gestures to me and bury my head deeper in her neck. It takes me a minute to realize that I wasn't kissing her...I was biting her.
Feeding. My stomach grumbles at the sight. it's been too long since i've last fed. To anyone else that would look like kissing or nuzzling. Was that why there were no guards?
"The girl is pregnant?" Maria asks. Isabella becomes ecstatic and jerks us making me sink my teeth further into her.
"You've heard the news as well?" She grins and removes her hand from under my dress to place it on my flat stomach. "She's missed two bloods. We're sure of it."
"How sad..." Maria says.
"Sad? What could be sad about our first born?"
"That it won't live..." She says.
Isabella frowns. Even i pause a minute and turn away from her neck to glance at Maria. My eyes are shining a bright yellow. My time away from her neck doesn't last long and I return to feeding like I never stopped.
"What do you mean? My friend that is not what I expected to hear..."
"What do I mean? I mean you are no king. Your brother should have taken throne. Not you. But Max is dead thanks to you and your whore isn't he? I will never forgive you for that!" Isabella tightens her grip on my waist out of anger and slowly begins to rise."You spoiled, over privileged brat. I hated every minute I spent with you." She goes on. "Max and I have a son. He's the one who should be sitting there. Not you. And If I have to go any longer with you walking around claiming you're a king-"
Isabella dropped me and rose up. "I trusted you." she growled. In the time it took me to blink my love was replaced my a huge pitch black Lycan.
I jumped up from Isabella's arms. "Arrest her!" I growl pointing Maria.
"Alice!" Isabella hisses.
"Arrest her now!" I say ignoring her. My voice sounded much larger. I noticed that it was silence and all eyes were frozen on me. Why? Why was everyone looking at me.
I don't linger on it and focus back on Maria would was now being held by two guards. "Alice! Maria is our friend..."Isabella said trying to reason with me.
"Yes. I am..."
"Arrest her on charges of treason. I don't want her killed...Not yet..."
"Are you sure?" Isabella asks. "I've known her since I was a child... she has never... are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I saw it. I saw her betray you. I won't let it happen!"
"Isabella!" Maria whined. She did a good job at looking confused, but I wasn't falling for it.
"Alice?"
"I'm sure..." I nod.
Isabella frowned then looked between me and Maria. "I'm sorry. I trust my wife more than anyone. If she says you're committing treason then I trust every word she says. Take her away..."
Maria kicked and screaming claiming she was innocent but eventually the men got her out of the room.
"Huh." I say, sitting back down. It was still quiet. Isabella was staring at the door in shock but everyone else hadn't moved. They were still staring at me.
"The queen is an oracle." They whispered. "An hybrid." I paused. Oh. Of course.
so i couldn't update cuz i was busy. I didn't even do my homework yet. I took a minute to update cuz i would feel horrible. I'm rushing cuz i have things to do so...
if i have time tomorrow i'll update again.
till next time.
*Drives away on a super awesome quad bike*