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"Arranged marriage is like a blind date...except that date is supposed to last for a lifetime." - unknown

I am a pretty steady person by normal standards. So you know its really bad when my jaw hits the floor so hard I actually fell forward.

yeah

I was that surprised.

It was like time had frozen, all of the thoughts pounded through my head faster than I could comprehend the things that were happening around me.

I wonder if this is what it feels like when you die, On the outside looking in. Having a first hand view of whats going on but being trapped, unable to do anything to stop it.

that how I feel.

I could feel my lips curve in a smile, I could feel myself gliding across the floor. Parting the crowd like the red sea drowning in their searing red death glares and chilled by their icy cold judgmental stares.

I could feel myself take the Allfather's extended hand, I could feel myself mounting the steps, each one's weight resonating inside my mind.

I could feel myself turn as my mind screamed at me to run, as far and as fast as I can. The only thing I remember from that point on is a beautiful collage of spun gold and deep lustful red.

I woke slowly filled with a comforting warmth.

I rolled yawning and stretching before cracking an eyelid.

and then promptly screaming bloody murder.

I sat crisscrossed on the center of the bed as I watched my fiancce sit back slowly a pained expression on his face. I gave him a sheepish look

awkward silence prevailed for a few minutes before Thor cleared his throat seeming to remember what brought him to startle me awake in my chambers at the butt crack of dawn in the first place.

"I would like to request that you spend the day with me" he said throwing in the dashing smile that made every girl melt to the floor in a sticky makeupy pool of lust and hopeless romance.

lucky for me and unfortunately for him I wasn't most girls.

I could see that smile for exactly what it was. A sign of nervousness, he was obviously trying to charm me because he thought the request couldn't stand on its own.

However I was to curious to refuse, But I waited a few more seconds to watch him sweat.

"I would love to join you for the day" I said allowing a small smile.

His face burst into a grin that seemed to be my rooms own personal sun "than I shall meet you in the gardens, my lady" he then bowed taking his leave.

I dressed in a light emerald gown, and upon my lady in waiting Geneva's insistence the one that had short sheer sleeves and showed a good amount of cleavage.

I laughed when she posed with the other one, mint colored with a high neckline and a almost shapeless form, Making a silly face she crowed.

"look at me I'm Lady Ever the fiancé to the most lusted after man in all of the Realms and I dress like a seasick nun and wear my hair in a bun. "

I cackled at her ridiculousness before rolling my eyes and letting my hair tumble down in its natural ringlets.

She smirked before attacking my face with the dark red lipstick.

"Don't act like you haven't thought about how handsome he is or about how your wedding night will be."

I gave her a stunned look before blushing, that's exactly what I had been thinking this morning during are awkward lull in conversation.

"but I hear that your lusting after the Silver-tongued trickster" she gave me a devious grin.

I gaped at her "I AM NOT" I protested she looked doubtful.

I pouted "how did you find out"

She gave me a "are you an idiot" look

"servants gossip and everybody knows they see all" she gave me a pointed look

"but they aren't the only ones who notice so just be careful 'kay" I nodded feeling more like a scolded and embarrassed child by the second.

"Either way its doesn't matter who you like, because your engaged to the crown prince now." she grinned

"I don't think you made the greatest impression though" she said motioning me to close my eyes.

I winced as memories from just ten minutes earlier flickered through my mind

I woke slowly, filled with a comforting warmth.

I rolled yawning and stretching before cracking an eyelid.

and then promptly screaming bloody murder as I looked into a set of startled deep blue eyes attached to a chiseled, handsome face.

of course that didn't register right away, My mind automatically switches to fight and flight mode

I rolled away from the person kneeling at the side of the bed, in the process sweeping my leg out behind me.

Normally that would whack somebody in the gut with enough force to knock the breath out of them and if I'm lucky cause them to stumble backwards.

Unfortunately for my not so vicious attacker he was much taller then the average man and these beds were much shorter than I was used to.

So my heel swung directly into his groin at full force.

He immediately doubled over wheezing like an asthmatic as he sprayed at various lines of creative curses like hot oil.

I stared at him completely useless for a moment before my brain caught up with my body.

"Oh I am sooo sorry" I kneeled beside his hunched over form

"Looking back it could have gone better" I conceded as Geneva smirked at me.

"ummmhmmm" I scowled

"but I my defense he was the one who came into my chambers before I was awake and decided to kneel close to me."

"whatever helps you sleep better at night" I rolled my eyes before sticking out my tongue, already halfway out the door.

she called out after me

"knock'em dead sweetie"