Note: This is a fanfiction that I am writing to help me finish a current story I am working on underneath the same title that will be available on Kindle once it is complete. I don't own or have anything to do with the WWE or the Undertaker
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Lily made her way down the stairs with Magdalene holding the back of her purple and black wedding gown to keep it from trialing down them and getting dirt on it. Her hands clung to the front of the skirt, making sure her feet didn't step on it. As she continued to move down them, a long flowing deep purple veil hung in front of her face with a black combs having it secured in her hair.
I can't believe that I am actually going to go through with this. Her thoughts were full of nervousness and excitement as she made her way to stand in front of the closet doors with Markus's maid following behind her. This is really going to happen…I am fixing to become the wife of King Callaway.
She brought herself to a complete stop, and let go of the front of the skirt. Her palms moved across the material of the gown, straightening out any kinks that were in it due to her hands holding onto it. After a few more strokes against its fabric, Lily turned her head, and watched Magdalene move around in front of her with a look of serenity there that matched the growing tone in her voice.
"How are you feeling, my lady?" Magdalene asked. She kept a motherly vibe about herself as she stood before her, straightening out the edges of the veil that kept her face concealed. "Are you feeling good, nervous…excited?"
"A mixture of all three emotions, Magdalene." Lily answered. She spoke with a tone of sincerity within her gentle voice, showing complete honesty to Markus's head and only maid. "I am feeling good about walking down the aisle to where Markus is waiting for me, excited about the idea of becoming the king's wife and queen over the very lands that I have grown up on…and nervous…about-"
"About the dream, Lily?"
"Yes, Magdalene…" Lily hated to admit it to her, but the vision she had received in her dream earlier that day still lingered on her mind, and gave her no rest from it. "Although this is a very happy time for me…I can't shake off the images of my father and a group of men coming after me from my mind, as well as my thoughts."
"You have no reason to fear, my lady…King Markus has taken the appropriate measures to make sure that security is doubled tonight just in case if your father tries to storm the ceremony with whoever he finds that is willing to risk their own life to prevent your marriage to the ruler tonight."
"I hope that you are correct about this, Magdalene."
"Everything will be fine, and go according to schedule."
Even though she wanted to believe what Markus's maid was telling her, Lily couldn't help herself but feel extremely nervous about the whole thing. She knew that the only thing that would take the fear and dread out of her system would be that the ceremony goes through without a problem, and she becomes Markus's wife without any issues.
The sound of a piano starting up a hauntingly, beautiful melody started to slip through the cracks of the door with a chorus of violins playing in the background to accompany it strong enough to snap herself out of the train of thought that had overwhelmed over her being. Lily focused on the closed doors for a moment before she caught Magdalene backing up to them. She had her attention on her, and noticed the friendly smile on her face as she spoke to her.
"Are you ready, Lily?"
Despite the feeling of butterflies fluttering around inside of her stomach, she gave a nod of her head, and a brave smile on her face underneath the veil that hung from the top of her head and down in front of her head. Lily drew in a breath of air, and let out a soft sigh shortly before her voice escaped out of her mouth in a soft, sweet sound.
"I am ready, Magdalene."