"Have you seen my wife?" Wyatt asked Tristan his personal assistant.
"The last time I saw her Milord was when she went to see little Caitlin."
Wyatt nodded and left the room. As he approached the nursery the guards immediately stood to attention before they opened the door for him.
He entered the room and smiled as he looked at Faith and the little girl.
"Wyatt. Have you been looking for me?" Faith asked gently.
"Yes. It's time to change. The feast will start in almost four hours and I want you to look stunning."
He said smiling.
"Not that you are not always looking amazing."
"You're such a flirt, Milord!" She teased him before she laid the sleeping baby back in the cradle.
"Just because of you , my beloved. I would never flirt with another woman."
He whispered before he swept her into his arms laughing out loud.
"Shh, Wyatt. If you are going to weak the baby I will murder you."
"Don't worry. I wont."
He bend his head and kissed her neck before his lips travelled to her ears and then to her forehead leaving a trail of soft kisses.
Faith moaned.
"Maybe…maybe we should move this to our room."
"Maybe you're right!"
He put his arm around her waist and led her out of the room.
Faith left the shower and dried herself up. She finished her hair and put some light make up one before she went into he bedroom.
She reached for her black silk dress and put it on before she sat down in front of her dressing table . Faith stared into the mirror. She knew what was going to happen tonight. And she was terrified by it. She didn't want to lose her husband. Her one love. The father of her child.
But she also couldn't say anything to stop this. It couldn't go on like this and she hoped that Chris would be able to give her husband back. The good man she had grown to love and not the controlling tyrant she was married to now. Of course he was still gentle and caring to herself and to his sister but still, he had changed.
Tears were welling up and she quickly wiped them of.
This was nor the time for self pity nor for tears.
She restored her make up and put her white gold wedding ring and engagement ring on before she reached towards her necklace but before she touched it she felt something cold on the base of her neck. She looked into the mirror and saw that Wyatt stood behind her. His hands were around her neck and he had put a white gold necklace around it with a single white diamond. He closed it and bend down to kiss her shoulder.
"Wyatt. What…?"
"Nothing, my love. Do you realize what day it is?"
Faith wrinkled her forehead. What day? She had no idea.
"From the look on your face I guess you don't."
His voice sounded disappointed and a little bit hurt.
She turned around and touched his arm.
"Wyatt. I'm sorry but I really don't know."
"It's the anniversary of our first date, Faith. How could you forget that?"
She stood up and put her arms around his waist.
"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry. I guess that there is to much in my head these days."
Her hugged her back and she rested her head under his chin.
"What is it that worries you?"
"Who said I'm worried? It's just the pregnancy and the binding. All these things are spinning around in my head. Can you forgive me?"
He smiled down at her.
"Well you can try to make it up for me after the feast."
He said his voice full of desire.
After the feast. I hope there will be something left after the feast, my beloved.
She almost lost control over her feelings.
"Of course, my beloved. After the feast!"
He bend his head and she meet his lips with hers. Her arms pressed him harder against her and she moaned as he deepened his kiss. She parted her lips as she felt that his soft tongue begging for admission.
Her tongue duelled lovingly with his and she could feel that he was getting very aroused.
She broke the kiss. And rested his forehead against his.
"We wont be able to finish this, Milord. And it doesn't matter how much I want to."
"As you said. I'm the Lord. They can't start without me."
She smiled at him and kissed him shortly on his beautiful lips before she went away to put her shoes on.
"That's true, Milord. But I think your sister wouldn't appreciate it if we keep her waiting."
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Melinda had just finished her bath when two maids entered her room.
"Oh, Milady. What a wonderful evening this must be for you. Getting married to the handsome Balfour."
"If you say so." Melinda's voice was thin and kinda unemotional.
"Of course, Milady. He comes from a very fine and old family. You must be very proud."
Melinda remained silent. She didn't have the nerve to go through all this again.
She started dressing herself and than waited for the maids to bring her wedding dress. It was a lovely white silk dress with long arms and little crystals around the neckline.
Melinda stared at her image in the big mirror. She couldn't stand this. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. It was supposed that she celebrated this day with her beloved ones, fiends and family.
She was supposed to smile and to laugh.
Suddenly she couldn't any longer stand the attention of the maids and told them to leave.
"But, Milady. You aren't finished yet." One of them stated.
"I said go."
Frightened the maids left the room immediately.
Again she stared into the mirror.
Suddenly Gage's face appeared in it and his beautiful brown eyes were staring at her.
She remembered the day of their first kiss.
He had been so gently and caring. They had been talking a walk in the golden gate park and finally sat down on a bench near the lake. He had
Hold her hand and they just sat there. Both a little bit timid but also excited.
And then as the sun was going down in beautiful colours he had cupped her face in his oh so gentle hands and raised his soft lips towards hers.
She could still feel the passion and love she had felt in that moment.
Melinda squeezed her eyes shut and hoped the memory would fade away, but as she opened them again she could till see his face. The face from the man she loved and couldn't have.
She grabbed the first thing she could reach ( it happened to be a lamp) and throw it into the mirror, which shattered into thousands of peaces.
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A/N:
WOW!!! I can't believe I'm this far. That's the longest story I have ever written.
Do you want to know why? Because of you my wonderful reviewers.
Thank you so much for your patience.