Yea! Part 14 finally! Hope you enjoy it. This part was fun to write^_^

Disclaimer: Tammy's characters are hers, my characters are mine. ---Hey, that was a simple disclaimer. My first. I'm so proud.

"I can't believe my daughter's getting married!" The Lady Sandra pulled her daughter into a hug for the seventh time that day.

"I know, I'm so happy." Lysse put on a fake smile. "Uh, Mother. I can't breathe."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." Sandra stepped back and gave her daughter another quick check over. "Beautiful. Has there ever been a prettier bride?"

"Yes." Lysse spoke looking at herself in the mirror.

"Lysse! It's your wedding day! And you look beautiful. Now who told you you were ugly?"

"Mother! I'm ugly?!" Lysse turned from the mirror to where her mother and her aunt stood.

"No!"

"Then why did you say so?"

"I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"No I did not. I never said such a thing."

"Well if I remember correctly your exact words were, 'Lysse your ugly.' You may not have said it in those exact words, but I read between the lines."

Lady Linda butted in before the fight turned into a full blown war. Stubbornness ran in the family and she knew how big their fights could get. "Now Lysse, you look absolutely beautiful. Joren will be so happy."

Lysse shuddered inwardly at the name. Today she was supposed to marry Joren and tonight...Lysse stopped the thought there, she didn't want to go any further.

"Lysse, what's wrong, dear? You look sick. Aw, does my daughter have the wedding jitters?"

Lysse snapped out of the nightmare and looked into her mother's eyes. She looked so happy that Lysse didn't want to say anything. Her family needed this marriage. Lysse put on her fake smile of the day. "Yes mother. It must be jitters. I guess I just have butterflies in my stomach." At that moment a knock came at the door and Kel entered.

"Oh, Kel!" Sandra went over to greet her. "Are you feeling better, dear? I cannot believe that you and that boy Cleon were knocked out and you both woke up in his room. Oh, it must have been awful for you. Alone with a boy, but don't worry we'll find those bad men yet. Come along Linda, let's leave these two alone." Sandra finished slyly. Linda walked out, but Sandra stayed. "Don't worry Kel, I won't tell anyone the truth." With a secret smile on her lips and her eyebrows raised she left.

"Is that what you two have been telling everyone?" Lysse said laughing.

"Yes, and be quiet. They're believing it aren't they? How did your mother know the truth? Did you tell her?"

"No, my mother just has a knack for those kinds of things. Oh, it was awful growing up. She has an amazing power of intuition. I think it's a sort of Gift. I've never gotten away with anything because it." Lysse gathered up the train of her gown and walked to a chair. "I'm going to sit down now, but you have to promise to help me get up. This dress is so heavy."

Kel laughed. "You look very elegant in it by the way."

"Thank-you. Now how is Neal taking all of this?"

"Oh, that's right I didn't tell you did I? He's the one that locked Cleon and I in."

"What?!" Lysse sat up as straight as she could get.

"Yeah, he gave this long explanation about how he swears he heard double meanings in our conversations." Lysse looked blank. "You know, when he was unconscious and Cleon and I would go in and visit him. He was able to hear us."

"Oh yeah, it frightened me a bit too. I could hear everything that was going on around me, but I couldn't move or say anything."

"Yeah, well Cleon and I are going to take advantage of Neal's confusion and try the whole courting thing out a bit. We figure it's worth a try. Besides Neal's so infatuated with your cousin Anji now, I don't know if he would even realize it."

"Yes, Anji told me about that. They are sweet together."

"Well I'm glad that I'm not the one who has to receive and read his bad poetry." Kel smiled. "Now I get to listen to a tone deaf Cleon sing me songs by my window. It was the middle of the night last night and he woke me up with his awful singing. I had to throw something at him, so I picked up the first thing I found and threw it." Kel began to blush.

"What? What was it? Kel you're blushing."

"It was my underwear."

Lysse rolled off the chair onto the floor laughing. After a moment Kel broke down and began to laugh too. "I swear, if you had seen the look on his face. It was so funny. Want to know what's funnier? He won't give it back." The two started to laugh even harder. After what seemed like hours, the two finally stopped to chuckles here an there. They both sat in silence out of breath on the floor. A knock came to the door.

"Who is it?" Lysse called as Kel tried to help her up off of the floor.

"My lady I have been called to come and get you. The wedding is about to start."

The happiness was quickly wiped off of both of their faces. Sighing she stumbled to the door to meet her fate. "I'm sorry Roald." Lysse whispered to herself as Kel and she followed the attendant to the chapel.

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"Thom, this embarrassing. I don't think I can go through with this."

Thom smiled as he waited for Roald to put on his costume. "Ah, it's going to be fine. You'll do very well I'm sure. You memorized it right?"

"Yes." Roald answered reluctantly.

"Good, now I'll have the horse waiting by the door. Just run fast."

"Ok." Roald finished putting the last piece on. "I'm done."

"Let me see."

"No."

"Roald, step out from behind the screen now." Thom smiled when he heard the prince sigh. He began to laugh as Roald stepped out. "Oh by the gods, this is hilarious." Thom sputtered.

Roald just glared at his friend. "No it's not. This is embarrassing. Come on, Thom we have to go now. The wedding should be starting soon and I need to get there early for this to work.

"Ok, ok. I'm coming." A laughing Thom followed Roald out the door. "Hey, don't forget to put up your hood."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Everyone in the chapel sat quietly talking as they waited for the bride to appear. The musicians started up by an unknown cue and began play the song Lysse had chosen for the wedding. Everyone stood as the big doors opened to show a young and beautiful bride in a well decorated and obviously expensive gown. Nothings too expensive for my daughter, Sandra thought as she watched with tears, her daughter walking down the isle to her future husband.

Lysse walked as slowly as possible toward the smiling Joren, where he waited in front of the monk at the alter. Great, a monk is going to marry us? What happened to the priest? Lysse had had her fair share of monks at the convent, she didn't need one here too. Still smiling she walked up to where Joren stood, faced him, and joined hands. The audience sat down and waited for the monk to speak.

"We are gathered here today to witness the wedding between Sir Joren of Stonemountain to the Lady Lysse of Oakswood. These two will be joined in love and respect for one another. Sir Joren of Stonemountain, do you take Lysse to love and cherish for all times here and after? To protect her from harm?"

"I do."

"And Lady Lysse of Oakswood. Do swear to love, honor, and obey Sir Joren of Stonemountain here and after?"

Lysse inwardly cringed at the word obey when she saw Joren's smile change slightly. "I do." She answered quietly.

"If anyone does not wish for these two to give each other to matrimony. Speak now or forever hold his piece." Silence continued on in the chapel with no words spoken. The monk shrugged. "Ok, then, well I do." And with that comment he snatched Lysse up over his shoulder and ran as fast as he could out of the chapel. The audience stood up, to shocked for the moment to do anything else.

Everyone gasped.

"The monk took the bride!"

"What has our religion come too?"

"Go monk! Go monk!"

Joren stood at the alter dumbfounded. After a moment his senses returned. "Get back my bride!" He yelled angrily. "What are you all standing around for?"

The chapel was thrown into an uproar with nobility stumbling into each other trying to get out so that they could see what was going to happen. It took a while for the guards to fight their way through. Everyone created a stampede following after the monk and Lysse.

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"Help!" Lysse yelled as she was carried out the back door. "Let me go!" She began to hit the monk on the back as he was carrying her to a waiting horse.

"There you go." Thom handed the ropes to the monk as Lysse was thrown onto the horse and the monk came afterwards. Lysse was too shocked to move.

"Thom?" She began as the horse began to take them away. "Thom!" She yelled, but her long time friend just smiled waved.

"Bye, Lysse! Have fun!"

"Thom of Pirates Swoop! What the hell did you just do?"

Thom slowly turned to face an angry crowd and his even angrier mother.

"Oops?" Thom shrugged.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Let me go!" Lysse began to fight again after she had gotten over her initial shock of what Thom had done. "You big ass, let me go!"

"Whoa, watch your language there now, Lysse. Besides it's me." The hood was pushed back to reveal a blushing Roald. "Sorry about that. I'll explain it all to you when it's safe to stop."

Lysse stopped moving immediately and stared straight a head in shock.

"Lysse? Hey, Lysse? You all right?"

And there it was. Part 14. No it's not the last part. I was planning on it to be, but there's some more stuff I still need to close up with the story. Maybe one more or even two more parts. Don't know. Sorry it took so long, AGAIN. I've been busier than I thought I was going to be and since I'm home sick today, I thought maybe I'd write this part. Well, there it is I hope you liked it!