Night was approaching when Janette regained consciousness again. When she fully awoke, she realised that she was in the arms of the man who had just kidnapped her.
When she realised that she was in Vergil's arms she tried to escape but he was quicker; wrapping his long arms around her waist. Janette struggled against Vergil's grip, clawing at his arms underneath his navy coat.
"Let me go!" Janette demanded as she struggled.
"Not until you've calm down," Vergil told her.
Janette continued to struggle against him.
"I will only let you go if you don't try and escape or fight me again," He told her.
Janette immediately stops her struggle against Vergil. A moment pass as Janette behaved herself in his arms. Once he thought that she wouldn't run off, he unwrapped his arms from around Janette's waist. When she was finally free, Janette darted to the other side of the carriage, pushing herself into the corner, making sure that she was the furthest she could be from Vergil.
The half-demon looked at her displease due to her behaviour but stayed quiet.
The silence extended for hours. It only came to a end when the carriage came to a stop.
Vergil was the first to exit the carriage, Janette nervously moved from her corner to investigate the carriage's door. Vergil was waiting right outside of the carriage's door, along with several knights probably to make sure that Janette didn't runway.
The carriage had stopped at a tavern in the middle of nowhere.
The tavern was on the large side with a farm not far from the building. The rooms were probably little bit bigger then the average room along with decent food that would satisfy your stomach until you reach your location or the next tavern.
The king dragged Janette out of the carriage and to his side. Once by the king's side the knights shut the carriage's door behind Janette. The group moved towards the tavern.
Soon as they entered the tavern the group were greeted by a worker, a young woman about the same age as Janette.
"Welcome to Ivy Tavern," She greeted with a bright smile. Her eyes looked over the group. It must of looked strange, a young Lord with a young woman dressed in men's clothing and covered in blood, and men surrounding them. "How may I help you tonight?" She nervously asked.
"I would like several rooms for my men. I would also like your best room for I and my wife," Vergil ordered.
The woman stared at them again before returning to her job.
"Oh! Of course!" She chirped. "Let me book you in first," She told them. The woman guided them to the front desk to book them in. "That will be three gold coins and three silver," The woman stated as she finished totalling their stay.
Vergil reach into his long coat to pull out six gold coins.
"Will that been enough?" He asked cooly like he had placed six bronze pennies on the desk and not gold ones.
"Y-Yes. Yes, of course that will be plenty," The women stuttered.
"Keep the change," Vergil told her.
"Thank you sir," The woman thanked him.
She quickly put away the precious coins away before showing them to their rooms.
The knights were shown to their rooms first as their rooms were on a lower floor from the nice room which were on a higher floor.
Once the knights were settled into their room, then the woman guided the half-demon and the doctor to their room.
The woman opened the door to their room. It was larger then your average living area. There was a fireplace soon as you entered the room. A armchair was facing away from the door with a couch facing the fireplace.
Vergil walked passed the woman who had guided them to the room, taking Janette along with him. Vergil placed himself between the door and his fiancee before letting go of her. He reach into his long coat again this time pulling out two gold coins.
"I would like a bath brought up for my wife and dinner brought up to us,"He ordered handing over the gold coins to the female staff member.
"Y-Yes Sir," The woman said before leaving the room.
During the conversation Janette had managed to removed herself from Vergil's arms and escaped to the other side of the room, choosing to stand near the large windows. She listen to her kidnapper talk to the woman.
When the woman left the room, Vergil turned his attention to his fiancee.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Watching the stars," She coldly answered trying to keep the distance between them but she had place herself in the corner of the room.
Janette tried to move away from the approaching Vergil. But her back hit the corner of the room. As he grew closer to her, Janette tried to dash off out of Vergil's reach but she already knew that the half-demon will always be faster than herself.
His hand grabbed her arm then pulled the brunette to his chest. He once again wrapped his arms around her body. Janette once again struggle against Vergil's arms.
"Stop acting like a spoil brat," Vergil told her.
His words immediately stilled Janette's struggle but she didn't remain still for long. Her body began to shake. Soon laughter bubbled out of her mouth. Her laughter reaching the level of hysterical.
"I'm being a spoil brat!" She repeated his words. "It's not like I've just been kidnapped from my home by a man who plans to use me as a tool for his own desire!" She cried.
Vergil kept a hold of Janette as she let her anger out.
"Quebel needs you," Vergil told her.
The doctor let out another hysterical laugh.
"Do the people of Quebel really want the bastard of the mad tyrant Harald-Mallory?" She asked him.
"The people of Quebel need someone of Rose-Griffiths' blood on the throne," He replied.
"I guess none of my cousins are available," Janette commented.
Vergil let out a tired sigh at her behaviour before they were interrupted by a knock that came at the room's door.
"Don't cause anymore trouble," Vergil told her as he let go of her.
The white hair half-man walked to the door whilst Janette returned to staring out of the window. She heard Vergil answer the door. The person on the other side of the door was one of Vergil's knights bringing up some of his luggage up to the room. Janette listen carefully to Vergil as he brought the luggage into the room and placed it on the bed. She then could hear him opening the luggage and started to rummage through the content.
After while another knock at the door. Vergil moved to answer the door again. This time at the door was two male staff members bringing up a wooden tub for the bath that Vergil had ordered.
The men set up the tub in the middle of the room behind the couch. For the next thirty minutes a woman kept coming into the room, pouring hot water into the tub until it was filled.
Once she heard the door close, Janette turned to look at the bath. A table had been placed near by the tub with a towel on it, then she notice there was no partition to separate those ice blue eyes from the skin of her body.
"What's wrong, Janette?" Vergil asked when he notice that she wasn't moving to get into the bath.
Ignoring the shiver that went down her spine, Janette flicked her green eyes to the half-demon. Vergil was now sitting in the armchair which had a perfect view of the tub, with a book in his hand.
"There's no partition," She meekly pointed out.
"So?" He said with a raise eyebrow.
"I'm not stripping in front of you!" She hissed at him.
Vergil let out amuse huff.
"In the near future you will," He commented as he got up from the chair. "But I am gentleman so I will respect your wish to bathe with no preying eyes," He told her as he moved to the couch that was facing away from the tub.
"Gentleman," She laughed under her breath. "What kind of gentleman kidnaps a woman and forces her to marry him," She muttered.
Janette waited for a couple of minutes to make sure that Vergil didn't turn around before stripping herself of her bloody clothes.
"There is a bag full of oils and soap for you on the bed," Vergil told her, his voice causing her to jump.
Janette found said bag next to the luggage. She picked up the small lavender bag and place it on the table with the towel.
With one last glance at the white hair man, Janette removed her arms that where hiding her body from prying eyes to get into the tub, facing away from the couch.
The brunette let out a sigh when she settled into the scorching water. It had been a month or two since she was able to wash herself. The hospital had been busy even before the riots.
Janette washes away the two months worth of dirt, blood and her life in Ckville. And even after she washed herself, she stayed in the tub until the water grew cold. She got up and wrapped the towel around her body before she stepped out of the wooden container. She returns to the bed intending to put her old clothes back on.
"Don't," Vergil warned.
Janette glance over her shoulder to look at Vergil. He was looking down at his lap, most likely reading a book.
"I left out new clothes for you," He informed her.
Laying on the bed next to the luggage was a bundle of fabric. Janette had notice them when she was retrieving the soap bag for her bath. She hesitated whether or not to put on the clothes that Vergil had brought her but she realise if she didn't put on those clothes herself, Vergil would do it himself. Goosebumps rose across her body at the thought.
Janette move to the clothing. She search for the shift. Putting the shift on first before removing the towel; she then search for the stockings and put them on when she found them. She tied the garters above her knees. Looking back at the clothing, Janette tried to remember what came next after putting on the shift and stockings.
"Do you need help?" Vergil asked.
Janette jumped at the sound of his voice again. She glance over her shoulder to see Vergil was doing the same thing.
"No," She answered, quickly looking back at the clothing.
Vergil let out a sigh before getting up from the couch. He made his way over to her.
"I told you I don't need your help," She told him but the half-demon was already behind her.
The only thing separating their bodies was their clothing.
"Stop being stubborn," He told her.
Janette felt Vergil's chest pressing against her back as he lent forward to grab the next piece of clothing that she needed to put on. Vergil also place his hand on Janette's stomach to keep his balance but caused Janette's arse to be pushed against his groin.
'He's doing this on purpose!' Janette's mind screamed.
Vergil return to his former position with the next piece of clothing for Janette. The brunette looked at the stays in front of her. She took the clothing out of the man's hands and put it on. She fixed the stays in place then waited for Vergil to lace up the back. Janette felt him starting to lace up the back of the stays. The time passed tediously as Vergil carefully lace up the stays.
Vergil stepped back away from Janette once he was finish.
The young woman continued to dress herself. She put on the under petticoat then the scarlet petticoat. Once there were put on, Janette then put on the matching scarlet top which Vergil also laced up for her.
When Vergil was finish he stepped away from his fiancee. She returned to trying to ignored the half-demon's presence, choosing to focus on drying her hair.
She could feel those ice blue eyes on her. A hand grabbed her arm spend her around.
"Wha-!?" She gasped as she was turned around but she couldn't yell at Vergil due to the look in his eyes.
Janette couldn't tell what emotions was in those stunning cold eyes.
His eyes scanned her body leaving Janette feeling vulnerable.
"There suit you," Vergil told her.
With that Vergil returned to the couch.
Janette was left confuse on the spot at the man's sudden change in behaviour but dismiss it turning her attention back to her brown locks. Looking through the luggage she founded a comb to brush her hair with.
Janette decided to French braid her hair.
During the time she was doing her hair, two male members of staff returned to take away the tub.
After the men left the room, the future couple were left alone for a few hours until the staff brought up their dinner.
The staffs put the meal on the small dining table. They were being service small bowl of a whitish soup, along with a plate of roasted meat, boiled potatoes and assortment of other vegetables and some tarts along with a jug probably filled with a wine.
When the staff left the room Vergil got up from the couch and walked over to the dining table. His eyes met her's as he walked over to the table. His eyes gave a silent command and warning at the same time.
Janette made no argument and quietly made her way to the table as well.
Being the gentleman he was, Vergil pulled out the chair for his fiancee. Janette said nothing to him when he push her. And once he was seated they began their dinner.
Janette reached out for the soup first, bringing the bowl up to her lips. This action cause a disgruntle growl from the other side of the table. Emerald eyes looked up to the scowling face of Vergil. It took a moment for her to realise why he was scowling at her. She place the bowl back on the table realising that wasn't how member of the royal household should eat. Janette picked up the spoon laying on the table before she began to eat again.
"Seems that you have forgotten your manners and lessons," Vergil stated.
"Manners and my lessons that I had don't help you in life," Janette shot back.
"Well, I guess you should swiftly remember them, you're going to need them for ruling Quebel," He told her.
"What…?" Janette was shocked by what he had just told her.
"Oh yes, I haven't explained any of my plans to you," Vergil said. "You will be ruling Quebel on my behalf as I have my hands full with Fortuna and Mallet. And along with ruling, you will give birth to three heirs. One for each kingdom," He informed her.
"Three!?" Janette exclaimed.
"Yes," He confirmed. "I would like the kingdom's to be separated after my death," He added on.
"There's no way I can rule a country!" Janette told him.
It was absurd to think someone like her could run a kingdom. The crown princes like Vergil, her father and Henry were taught from birth how to rule a country and the dance that one needed to do to keep nobles, allies and the people happy. How was she going to learn that in such small amount of time.
"You will learn," Vergil assured her. "You will have me by your side if you have any question," He added.
The news that she would be ruling Quebel made her sick to the stomach. Janette looked down at her dinner, she didn't want to eat anymore but force herself to.
When dinner was finish Janette moved herself to the bed to think about what Vergil had told her. Can she really rule Quebel? Her homeland was a foreign place to her as she spent most of her time learning and celebrating Mallet and Malletine holidays ready for when she was suppose to given away to Mundus. Not to mention she never left the palace grounds until she run away to Prildo Ira.
Janette shook her head to get rid all of those thoughts. There didn't matter, she was going to find away out of this horrible marriage.
Once her thoughts were settled, the woman stripped herself down to her shift then jumped into the bed. She slept on the furthest side away from Vergil, who had returned to the couch after dinner. She hope that he wouldn't come and join her.
Janette stayed awake for what felt ages with her thoughts still bouncing around. Then finally, she felt herself slipping off to sleep.
On the verge of sleep Janette felt something warm against her cheek.
"Goodnight Janette," A voice sweetly whispered to her.