Once again I don't own fairy tail and I apologize for any errors I might have left behind because I'm writing on an iPad.
Previously
His smile filled me with dread.
Chapter two: Man pigs and Sly smiles
(Lucy's POV)
I felt faint after he left my hand go. Confused as to why this strange man was here I turned to my father who was talking with one of the maids.
"Father?" I inquired, "Who is this?" I hated that my voice begain to shake. He turned to me slowly. He glanced at the man and smiled.
"Well my dear," he said promptly. "You are becoming of age to begin your search for a husband. He was my first choice. His father is the owner of most of the land to the north. A marriage tying our familys together will further the business greatly! Plus he is your age. I thought he'd make a wonderful candidate. Don't you agree Lucy?" He looked at me with cold eyes.
"What do you mean marriage!" I burst. "I don't even know his name!"
"My apologies madam. I am Chistopher the fourth at your service." He kneeled and took my hand again. "Hopefully I shall gain your lovely hand." He then had the nerve to wink at me. The amount of arrogance flowing through his thick skull had me flushing with anger. That is till he smiled at me again. As soon as I proccesed the fact that he had smiled I felt sick. He disgusted me in every way. He had a feel about him that caused you to think he stole from babies for fun. His greased back hair and sly smile made you feel dirty by just looking at him. Sin and male violence radiated off him like a second skin. And yet all my dad saw in him was money. He'd sell me to him in an instant for another acre of land. Suddenly I felt like scrubbing my hand clean till I had no more skin left.
"No I must apologize for I am not feeling well and must retire to my chamber for the evening. I bid you a good night." Then without another word I bolted from the scene. Before I even reach my room tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I slammed my door shut and leaned against it. As I slid down its smooth surface tears flowed freely down my face falling like rain to the floor. I placed my head against my knees as I cried my heart out. 'How dare he do this on my birthday! How dare he continue to hurt me like this!' I inwardly screamed as my sobs grew more violent. 'Is this the same man mom loved?' I thought to myself wondering how such a kind women could fall for a man like him. After a long time of eye wrenching sobs I finaly begain to settle down. I looked down at my dress to see it it soaked through.
"Tsk tsk this won't do." I sighed. Then an idea came to me. I bolted upright and sprinted to my closet. I glanced at all of the frilly dresses that laid before me. I shoved them all aside to find a single outfit hidden underneath all of the fancy gowns. My face lit up as I saw the top and skirt. I quickly changed and packed a few mandatory belongings. Then filled a pouch with a few hundred jewels(the currency) and snatched my keys. I turned and faced the window that always teased me with its view of freedom.
"Tonight," I whispered. "I'm leaving this place."