"One of the cloaks wants to see you again." A guard said carrying me out of my bed. All of the guards were positioned the same way they were the time before. They carried me to the heads office dropped me and left closing the door behind them. There was no bowing and no talking.
"Welcome back, my dear." The guy said turning around in his chair and smiling. "Now I heard the strangest news yesterday." He said settling back in his chair. "Please sit." He said gesturing to the seat in front of his desk. "It's weird because it seems that you are dishonoring our agreement. I wouldn't want to hurt anybody but if you push me to it I will have no choice."
"What are you talking about?" I questioned looking around the room ignoring his gray eyes. They were many shades lighter than Alan's.
"Don't play dumb with me! Either you stop this little charade or I am going to get involved and you don't want me involved. People could get hurt." He said smiling devilishly. "Listen Darling we are getting married and if you have a problem with that please tell me." He said moving his hand toward mine. "But there shouldn't be a problem should there?" He said taking my hand.
"No sir." I said looking down. "You said in the beginning you knew me in the past? Who are you?"
"Well since we will be married soon I should tell you my name so you know what to scream out during sex and all." He laughed. "Spencer. Spencer Carter Reid." He said as I looked at him really confused. "Your mother knew me. We were very close."
"My mother?" I questioned looking him in the eyes. I was suddenly transported back to my childhood and the man who took me away from my mom and dad. My mom looked like she knew him personally; those same eyes that hid in a cloak all those years ago. He was the person who took me away and separated me from my family; here now four years later not in a cloak wanting to marry me. Why?
"You are him." I said taking my hand out of his and lying in my lap with the other one.
"Finally you recognize me. I was getting worried; would have thought you would have picked up on it sooner." He said pulling out a picture. "Your mom sure is Beauty just like you. Like mother like daughter." He said handing me a picture. It looked like my mom's high school photo; the one from her yearbook.
"How did you get this?" I asked grabbing it out of his hands.
"Oh I went to school with your mother. It was a little bit of a failure because the council would have never let us be together because I was a pure and your mother was a mix. That was before I became the head of the council. So now I get the next best thing, her daughter." He smiled kissing me. "Better…" He trailed off twirling my hair.
"Why did you kidnap me personally? Was it to show my mom the hurt that you felt when she chose my dad over you?"
"She didn't choose your dad over me. She chose Dean over me and then River was the man that the council chose for her. It was all planned; they found Bay's genes would be strong with a dragon. My father was very good at building our army. You see if you don't choose a strong enough host to grow your dragon baby in, the baby and the mother die in child birth."
"Why do you want us for an army?"
"It wouldn't be fun if I told you everything. Let's let you find some things out on your own; if you can." He chuckled. "Now you understand the consequences. Don't make me get involved because if I have to there will be bloodshed."
"Yes sir." I said as he kissed me again.
"It is better but still needs work." He smiled licking his lips and turning his chair to look out his window. "It's beautiful isn't it? Freedom." He asked as the window opened. "Nifty isn't it?" He asked spinning his chair back around to face me and had in his hand a remote with many different buttons on it. "This remote controls the whole castle. I had this castle build just so I could control everything and everyone basically. Could you imagine if I just had you stay and live the life you were born into? You would never have been able to reach your full potential. It would have been such a waste." He smiled putting the remote in his pocket. "Rikki do you see what marrying me could do? I would take you back to your mom and dad; you would live a real life. You do want that don't you?"
"More than anything."
"Perfect." He said getting up and pushing the button on his wall again.
"You rang, sir?" A guard asked rushing into the office.
"Yes take Rikki and tell Dean to take her out of the castle to get some clothes. I will not marry her in that." He said pointing to my tattered day clothes. "He will not let her out of his sight. She could be a runner. Get out there, she bolts and I wouldn't have a bride. Be sure to tell him his head is on the line."
"Yes sir." The guard said grabbing my arm. "I will make sure to tell him." He said turning to Spencer and bowed. We left after that. He was still hauling me by my arm. "Dean?"
"What do you want Greg? I am very busy."
"Don't get snippy with me. The head has summoned you to do an errand for him."
"Really what is it?"
"Not it, who."
"What?" He asked turning around
"Her." Greg said pushing me in front of him. "The head wants you to take her out and get her clothes. Make sure she is tied up good so she doesn't run."
"Okay anything else?" He sighed.
"Yeah. Your head is on the line." Greg smiled.
"Great." Dean said pulling me next to him. "You can leave now. I've got it from here."
"See that you do. Wouldn't want to lose you; then who would we dump errands none of us want to get our hands dirty with?"
"I see how important I am to you guys. Thanks Greg I will take care of it. I would never leave you guys without your clown." He said in a sarcastic tone rolling his eyes.
"Have fun." Greg laughed leaving me with Dean.
"You're the guard I met that other day. The one that let me off the hook; so your name is Dean?"
"Wow you catch on quickly." He said turning around to a shelf. "Ahh here we are." He said pulling a bracelet off the shelf. He walked over to me and latched the bracelet around my left wrist. He then took a similar bracelet and latched it around his ankle. "What I would look stupid with a girly bracelet around my wrist."
"What are these for?" I said examining the bracelets.
"For the protection of my ass; these bracelet just so happen to work as an invisible rope. This rope binds you and me so you can't run once we are out in the open. They will not let you get more than ten feet away from me." He said walking to the archway I had come through with Greg. "You coming or do I have to drag you?"
"I'm coming." I said starting to follow him out of the castle. We had to walk the whole castle to get to the entrance that I hadn't pasted through since I was three.
"What's your business?" One of the guards that was positioned at the door asked stopping Dean.
"Keep your pants on Randy I am here by order of the head."
"Now what kind of order did he give you?" The other guard asked putting his foot in front of the door.
"Oh this is cute two guys worrying what I am doing with a lady. I don't know about you guys but girls are my thing. Now step aside so I can get this over with."
"Why in such a hurry?" The same guard asked not moving his foot even an inch away from the door. "She is pretty cute though." He laughed.
"Okay fine if you want the heads fiancé be my guest. I bet he would just love to share her with you." Dean smiled rolling his eyes at the guard. "You have got to be kidding me Keith we both know she isn't your type. I personally don't think she is Spencer's type either but he chose her as his bride. I was ordered-well actually Spencer ordered Greg to order me to take her out and buy her some suitable clothes."
"Oh well have fun shopping Dean. Be sure to pick out a cute dress for yourself." Keith said busting out laughing. Randy joined in with him and they opened the door and we walked out; just like that.
We walked to a little town were shops were all lined up neatly in rows. There were a couple of dress shops that had beautiful dresses hanging in the windows. A café and an ice cream place hung at the end of the road. The sky was blue and big fluffy clouds moved with the slight breeze that was blowing through the town. There was one little gas station in the corner, I heard people talking and laughing. I saw an old abandoned building a road away.
"Dean what is that?" I asked pointing to the abandoned building.
"It used to be a local art school." He said staring at it.
"What is my mother like?" I asked jarring him away from his glazed over glance.
"Your mother?"
"Dean, Spencer told me you knew my mom, maybe a little better than I want to be let in on."
"He told you that? What exactly did he tell you?"
"He told me my mom left him for you. That's about it."
"Oh okay. So which shop do you want to go in first?" He asked turning away from me.
"Well I have never gone shopping before." I said walking next to him.
"I'll walk you through it. Do you see anything you like?" He asked sitting on a bench across for one of the dress shops.
"Umm is this really for me, for my…" I trailed off.
"Wedding." Dean said rolling his eyes.
"Why does Spencer want me?" I asked sitting next to him on the bench.
"He didn't like the fact he lost your mom to me. It wasn't that he really loved her well not in the beginning anyway; he just wanted what he couldn't have. I think he went crazy over the fact she would pick a mix over him, a pure. He fell in love with what his mind manifested of her. He can't get your mom; he has tried. He went to your house a couple of days after you were born and begged your mom to leave your father. She wouldn't do it." He chuckled.
"How do you know?"
"Your mom and I are best friends. After I got over the fact your father was it. They really do love each other." He sighed. "You going to shop? I have Spencer's credit card; let's go crazy." He smiled walking into one of the little shops. I followed him in and I couldn't believe how colorful everything was. Compared to the castle; it was always stone cold and gray.
"Hello. Welcome to Scorpio's Closet." A woman said from behind a desk. "May I help you find something?"
"Yes actually we need her to be measured." Dean smiled as she walked over to us with a measuring tape around her neck.
"What would you like to be measure?"
"Everything basically."
"Okay your umm bust is a 36, a waist size of 27, a hip size of 38 and your back waist length is 16 ½. So, that all comes out to a size 14." She said putting the measuring tape back around her neck. "Feel free to look around and ask me if you have any more questions." She smiled walking back to the cash register.
"Thanks." Dean smiled walking over to the racks of clothes that were all lined up. "What do you think about this?" Dean asked picking out a dress that was simple. The top band was accented with a natural white lace, and the coordinated sash was accented with two rows of thinner lace. It has a zipper in the side, and a strip of silicone elastic that was hand-sewn all along the inside of the top band.
"Yeah it's beautiful." I sighed.
"Okay not for you." He said putting it back on the rack.
"No it's not that at all. I love the dress it's just I don't know…" I said trailing off.
"Do you want to see your mother?" He asked turning around to face me.
"You can do that?!" I questioned as my voice cracked in surprise.
"Can I? Yes. Am I supposed to? No. But I will risk it." He smiled winking at me. He wore no cloak; just a simple T-shirt and jeans. He fit in quite nicely in the back drop of the little town. "First you are going to try on this dress. Then we will stop by your mom's place. Just let me call her and let her know I am on my way."
"Okay." I said picking the dress right off the rack again and went into the dressing room to change. "How does it look?" I asked twirling in it so Dean could get the full view.
"Perfect." He smiled again pulling his hair out of his face and into a low ponytail. "We will come back later today and pick out more clothes. Spence never gave us a curfew." He said as I walked back into the dressing room, pulled the dress over my head and put my original clothes back on.
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