Spellbound Chapter 14: Love, Lust and Little Secrets, a fairy tales fanfic

SPELLBOUND

Chapter XIV: LOVE, LUST AND LITTLE SECRETS

Amy

"Amy, this is wonderful!"

Cherith's exuberant cry of happiness woke me up two seconds before she jumped in my bed and began to bounce.

"Just simply wonderful!"

Morning light was streaming from the windows I had left open the night before as I did my mending. I covered my face with my hands to shield me from the light. There was something in my finger but it was too close to my face for me to identify what it was. "What?"

"What do you mean 'what?'?" Cherith demanded, still bouncing. She does that sometimes. Bounce, I mean. "Alec just told me you two are betrothed."

"WHAT?" I cried sitting up quickly. "We are not…" I looked down at my lap, where my hands had landed. There was something on my finger alright. Alec's ring to be precise… "Oh, my god." I said, my jaw dropping in disbelief as images from the former night raced through my mind.

Alec had come and he had taken me out… and…

I jumped off the bed and went to look for the mirror. Yep. Sure enough I had some reddish marks all around the side of my neck. That's how he had got me to say yes to him, I remembered now. We were at the fountain in the maze and he began to kiss me and asked me to marry him and began to do some wicked stuff to my neck and ear to get me to say yes,

And then, when I did, he just pulled me to his life and kept kissing me, and… well, his hands were going around really freely under my coat.

I could see how I turned all red in the mirror.

"Is something wrong, Amy?" Cherith asked.

"Um… no… er… do you happen to know where Alec is?"

"He was going to his room last I saw him."

"Alright, thanks… could you stay here with Frog for a second? Yes. Thanks."

I ran out and down the hall to Alec's room. I went in without knocking.

"Amy!" He said happily and came to me and engulfed me in a hug and before I knew his tongue was down my throat. Which was, you know, wonderful, but not fair at all. I can't think when he kissed me (which is totally clear by the fact I agreed to marry him.)

"Wait! Stop it right there!" I said and moved several steps back.

"What is it?"

"Why did you tell Cherith we are betrothed?"

"Because we are. I asked last night and you said yes. Don't you remember?" He said with a slight frown and but then grinned. "Or do you want me to remind you?" He asked coming closer and placing his hands at my waist.

I was about to let him kiss me again but reacted right on time. "Hey! Wait. Alec... I remember what happened last night… but… I don't know. Are you sure you want to marry me?"

"Of course I'm sure." Alec said, holding me at arm's length. "Amy, I asked you to marry me because I want you."

"Are you sure it's not guilt?" I asked in a tiny little voice that sounded not at all like me.

Alec's expression turned thunderous. "Amy… Don't even go there. You know me. There is nothing short of a goddamn powerful forbidden spell that would make me ask anyone to marry you if I didn't want it. And… see this," He said picking up my hand and kissing my knuckles, and then showing me the ring on my finger. "You're my soul mate. I know this ring doesn't lie nor does my heart. I know you're the perfect woman for me and I want to marry you, bind you to me by all law of god and men."

"But…"

"What?" He asked, to his credit, very patiently.

"Men like you don't marry girls like me… I'm not wellborn or pretty or anything princesses are supposed to be, I could never be one."

Alec laughed. "Amy, you're sweet and smart and funny and you make me happy. As for being wellborn, your parents were respectable, hardworking people that's as wellborn as you can get, and for being pretty, I think you are. And from now own my opinion in the matter is the only one that counts." I looked down… not believing that I could be considerate pretty with a scar marking my face. It wasn't the worse as far as scars go… but… "I know what you're thinking." Alec said, cupping my chin to make me look up at him.

"You know, I never see this." He said and ran his thumb over the scar from my temple to my cheek. "When I look at you I see this little dimple right here when you smile," he pointed at the middle of my cheek. "I see how soft your eyebrows are, and your pert little nose. And I see your eyes, how lovely they are – how they have centers as black as coals but then turn a warm brown and fade into green at the edge."

I was staring up at him, completely mesmerized. "So, it's there any other silly reason why you think we can't marry." I shook my head. "Very well then. May I kiss you now?"

I just smiled.

He got the message all right…

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Alec

Amy and I had quite a delightful time in my bedroom that morning. It felt so good to be free to touch her and kiss her. I had told my parents of my intentions, I had given her my ring. As far as I was concerned, she was mine already. But I would wait… to have all at rights, whatever it took just to keep her in my life.

It didn't take long for everyone to know we were going to be married. I knew there would be talk, so I wanted to marry as soon as possible; believing that the sooner Amy had the protection of my name the sooner people would stop talking. But mom decided that we should wait at least a month, to plan a proper wedding and so people wouldn't think we had to get married (if I got what she meant).

And so, the wedding preparations began.

Mom had the grip of it all and Cherith was all excited about being maid of honor. I had written to Amy's brother to notify him of our betrothal. He wasn't all that happy with me but for Amy's sake he put on a good face. He agreed to return to for the wedding.

After all of it, I got one thing left that bothered me.

It kept bothering me through most of the month of my engagement.

It was especially difficult when I was with Amy, when we managed to escape my mother and have a little alone time.

As the day of the wedding came closer, it became clear that I needed some feedback…

I tried to go to my father but it really didn't turn out well so I went to look for my very best friend in the whole wide world. As it was… said friend wasn't all that sympathetic either, well at first at least.

"Why do you come to me?" Gerry asked all suspicious when we returned to the stables after an early morning ride a three days before the wedding.

"I tried to go to dad but each time he tried to explain something I just kept picturing him and mom… and…" I shrugged. Bad mental images I tell you. Gerry began to laugh. "I'm not joking, this is serious!"

"You know, Alec, if you ask Cherith nicely she would lift up the spell she put in you all those years ago." He said, making reference to that binding Cherith put on me so I would remain chaste and pure until I married.

"I know but… Amy wants to wait and I'm just…"

"Nervous about it? Afraid you will make an ass of yourself?"

"Kind of… I mean, what if I can't figure where everything goes or I make an embarrassing sound, like a bullfrog or something, I've heard that happens…"

Gerry kept laughing. "Alec, God bless you, you're good at everything you put your mind to, I'm sure it will be the same with sex."

"But… I just… It's just that I'm to be married in a couple of days and I've no idea of what the hell I am supposed to do!"

"Look, I could take out a piece of paper and make you a diagram if that's what you want, but if you want to know my opinion, I don't think that's going to help at all."

"Great." I said heaving a huge sigh.

"Alec, listen, you love Amy right?"

"You know I do."

"Well, then, whatever you do on your wedding night, just remember that she's probably as nervous as you are but that she loves you and you love her and that no matter what happens – bullfrog sounds and clumsy positions included – when it's all over you'll have that love and each other."

I stared at him in disbelief. When had my best friend, the womanizer extraordinaire, become so deep? Well, okay, I knew when, and I knew it had a heck of a lot to do with certain little sister of mine.

"Alright, I get all that but, could you at least give me some pointers?"

"Well… since you ask nicely..."

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End of chapter XIV

Notes:

Thanks so much for reading this story of mine.

It means a lot to me.

I'm off on a holiday and I'll be back home on Monday, so I'll post the last chapter then. But please, make me crazy happy and fill my mail with reviews while I'm gone.

Love you lotses.

Clavie, on a holiday.