CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
"Hi, Daddy." I smiled shyly, walking slowly towards where he was waiting at the front doors of the Church.
"Mile, you look beautiful." Dad smiled, his hands on arms as he apraised me and I blushed a little.
"Thanks." My dress was long and white, with silk and lace, and slight blue patterns around the waist and down the train. The white veil was held in by my tiarra, the shoes I was wearing were three-inch white heels. I had a light dusting of silver glitter on my eyes and chest, with Queen Mia's gold heart necklace resting delicately on my chest. My flowers were a simple arrangement of blue and white tied together with a blue and ahwite silk ribbon.
I knew there were camera's from all over the world on the other side of the doors, and hundreds of people I didn't know. But, right now my Dad was right in front of me, and Shane was waiting on the other side as well. We'd had to fight for it, and now finally me and Shane could be together forever. I took a slow breath and Dad kissed my cheek through the veil. One of the guards said something into his wrist and stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, they're ready for you now." The guard said and I nodded, gulping nervously. Shane. I reminded myself, Shane was the endgame. Dad smiled sadly and held out his elbow for me as we stood centre in front of the doors; the Bridesmaids had already entered - I didn't even know who they were - and now it was my turn. I linked my hand to Dad's elbow and I heard grand music start before the doors opened.
"Ready, Mile?" Dad asked, staring at everyone, a thousand people right there, millions through the cameras... Shane at the end of the isle.
"Yeah." I sighed and Dad started walking first at a slow pace. I could feel the eyes, the cameras, the flashes of photographers, everyone excited and awed to get their glimpse of the future Queen in her wedding gown. The dress felt heavy as I walked, the heels were a little too high I think, the tiarra was weighing down on my head, but all I saw was Shane. Shane was standing at then end of the isle with a Priest, in an elegant white tux with a blue shirt, a white bowtie. His hair was perfectly styled,, his shoes perfectly shined. He was grinning like an idiot, but he looked so adorably doing it. I heard people talking, but I ignored them, they were talking about me, about my dress, some even about my Dad. It felt like forever until we reached the end of the isle and I was feet away from Shane.
"I love you, Bud." Dad whispered in my ear, kissing my cheek again before he went to sit down and I looked around a little; Shane's Best Man and Grooms Man were Jackson and his little brother Trevor. Both our brothers. My Maide of Honor was... Queen Mia? Shane smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. One day. Just one day all about us. I wish I didn't have to share it with the world, I wish it could just be me and Shane alone together with no-one watching, but I guess that's what tomorrow is for.
"Your Majesty." The Priest bowed his head slightly and I finally tore my eyes away from Shane, he was one of those high up Priests, like an Arch Bishop or something.
"You look..." Shane started and I turned my attention back to him, he looks so handsome and perfect. "Breathtaking." He grinned and I blushed and looked down slightly.
"I'd say you do too, but that'd be a gross understatement." Shane's cheeks turned a little pink as well and it looked so cute.
"Ladies, Lords, Princes', Princess', King, Queens, dignitaries from across the world." The Arch Bishop began, but I couldn't look away from Shane, I'd already taken my eyes off him twice, and it felt like too much. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the blessed joining of Shane Anthony Gray, and Princess Miley Alexandra Ray Amelia, Crown Princess of Cyrus." I probably should have known all my middle names, especially after so long of being anounced every time I walk into a room. "In eternal Matrimony under the watchful eyes of God." No pressure or anything. "May we all Pray for a happiness and longevity of the Union."
"Kneel." I heard someone hiss and I looked over to see Queen Mia nodding at the two cushions in front of the Priest. I looked at Shane and at the same time we both knelt on the soft, satin red cushions. Everyone else was kneeling in the pews of the Church or next to us as well except for the Arch Bishop who was reciting from a Bible. I don't know if time actually wen that fast or if it was just because I couldn't take my eyes off of Shane. This was actually happening. I'm 15-years-old, I'm a Crown Princess, by next Friday I'd be a Queen. I'm marrying Shane. The next thing I knew we were standing again and the Arch Bishop told us to face each other and Jackson stepped forward with two rings. I was first, as instructed, I pushed the ring given to me on to Shane's middle knuckle on his ring finger and took a slow, deep breath.
"Miley Alexandra Ray Amelia, Princess of Cyrus, do you promise to have and to hold this man, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, in health, under the eyes of God so long as you both shall live?" The Arch Bishop asked and I took another deep breath.
"I do." I whispered just loud enough.
"Repeat after me; with this ring, as a symbol of my love and fidelty, under the solem watch of God, I thee wed."
"With this ring as a symbol of my love and fidelity, under the solem watch of God, I thee wed." And I pushed the ring fully onto his finger before th Priest turned to Shane, we'd been staring at each other the whole time.
"Shane Anthony Gray, do you promise to have and to hold Her Majesty, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, in health, under the eyes of God so long as you both shall live?" I held my breath, nervous; what if he backed out? What if he said no? What if he decided he didn't really love me?
"I do." Shane whispered surely and I let the breath out and smiled, feeling tears in my eyes.
"Repeat after me..." They repeated the same process until Shane pushed the ring completely onto my finger, joining his Grandmothers engagement ring, the cool metal making me shiver.
"With the power vested in me under the eyes of God I now pronounce you Husband and Wife, you may now share your first kiss as such." He made a cross of his chest and before he even finished speaking I'm not sure who kissed who first, all I know is our lips were together and we were married. It was a short kiss, but I could feel Shane's love through it in the precious seconds.
Princess Miley
There was a parade through the city, surrounding my guards and people and confetti as we were driven to Spencer Castle at a snails pace until the crowd cleared, then we went at a turtles pace. But, I didn't care, after the photos outside the Church had finished after half an hour it had just been me and Shane in the horse drawn carriage. An actual horse drawn carriage with two pure white horses pulling it. Shane and I sat in the middle of the seat, silent, just sitting together. I'd manouvered my hand into his tux jacket, and had undone a couple of buttons on his shirt, slipping my hand in to feel his heartbeat, steady and strong under my fingertips.
"You ready to be a Prince?" I murmured softly, my head on his shoulder and his hand playing with a loose curl of my hair.
"I'm ready to be with you for Eternity." He replied in the same soft voice and I smiled and leaned up to kiss him.
"Eternity sounds good." Shane held me close to him and kept kissing me, his lips soft on mine. I giggled after a while and pulled away shyly, blushing and glancing at the guy controlling the horses. "What if he sees?"
"I'm allowed to now." Shane shrugged and kissed me again, and really, how could I keep pulling away from his lips, they were so talented and perfect. Before I knew it his tongue was in my mouth, I wasn't sitting on the seeat anymore, but on Shane's lap, and his hands were restless to hold me, but my dress was in the way.
"Stupid dress." I grumbled and Shane chuckled, his breath hot against my neck as he kissed around, looking for the right spot to settle.
"You're beautiful." He murmured softly, pulling back to look straight into my eyes and I couldn't help myself as I kissed him again.
"Your Majesty." The driver cleared his throat and I whined and reluctantly pulled away from Shane. "Our estimated time of arival is in ten minutes." He informed me and I pouted. Only ten minutes left of me and Shane being alone. I guess we'd been making out longer than I thought. But, his lips were so hypnotizing.
"Oops." Shane muttered, his eyes going wide as he looked at me and I turned my eyes to his, he looked guilty and he was blushing.
"What?" I asked and he blushed more, his fingers reaching up and tracing a spot on my neck.
"I think we're busted." He said and I blushed, realising that the pleasurable nipping and suckling he'd been doing had left me with a hickey. That's just great, I was going to my wedding reception with a hickey.
"I think I can live with that." I mocked and he stuck his tongue out at me. "You know what I can't live with though?"
"What?" Shane sounded so serious and earnest when he said that, like he'd do anything in the world to fix it.
"We only have less than ten minutes left alone." I rested my forehead against his as I looked into his eyes. I want our baby to have his eyes, I decided, they were the most beautiful eyes in the world.
"You know what makes this reception thing better?" Shane started, his voice soft and alluring.
"That it ends?" I guessed, I mean really, it was just a chance for a smaller part of the wedding guests to gawk, and the cameras to get more pictures to make their stories.
"Close." Shane chuckled again, I loved that sound. "That when it does end we get a whole day alone; a whole day of just you, me, and nothing to do but be together."
"I like the sound of that." I sighed wistfully and Shane pecked my lips.
"I like the sound of you moaning." He retorted and I blushed. "Soft, sweet, sexy... It's gonna be the death of me one of these days."
"You're sexy." I smiled and kissed him.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived." The guy guiding the carriage said and I whined and pulled away from Shane's lips. Someone came and opened the carriage doors on both sides. I stepped out first and Shane followed after me, I tugged at my dress, trying to fix it and my hair, which made Shane shake his head and laugh.
"Your fault." I mock-glared at him and he held his hands up in front of him in surrender.
"Want me to help?" He offered and I looked up at him. Who cares if half the world is watching?
"I want you to do it again." I reached up and linked my hands around his neck, pulling him down to me gently.
"That can be arranged." He kissed me again and I sighed happily until someone cleared their throat.
"Your Majesty, your reception dress is waiting." It was Alyssa and I frowned at the thought of having to leave Shane. "And you'll have to have your make-up redone." I blushed and Shane shifted slightly behind me and I knew he was blushing too. "And unless Mister Gray has taken to wearing make-up as well something will need to be done about that." There may have been some smeared lipstick on Shane's lips.
Princess Miley
I held Shane's elbow tightly as we prepared to enter the ballroom for the reception. Shane put his other hand over mine and I looked up at him, he was nervous too, but he was smiling at me and his eyes were shining with love. Love for me.
"Ready?" He asked, we could hear the people and the cameras and the reporters in the ballroom as we waited for our entrance.
"Are you?" He smiled a little bigger.
"Eternity, remember? And everything it includes." I smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek.
"Now Anouncing Her Majesty, Princess Miley Alexandra Ray Amelia, Heir Aparent of Cyrus, and Shane Anthony Gray, Prince of Cyrus." The Anouncer said; Shane's title was only really honorary, he would never be King, no matter who I married they wouldn't have been King. I'd be the Queen Regnant, and Shane was the Prince consort or something like that. The doors opened and I took a deep breath; the flashes blinded us both first and when my vission finally came back an Orchestra started and we started moving into the room. The whole walk into the middle of the ballroom was one big photo op.
"Presenting the first dance between Princess Miley and Prince Shane." Classical, ellegant music began and Shane turned to me, bowing and holding out his hand, I smiled and took it with a curtsie.
"I don't think I've told you you're beautiful in that dress yet." Shane murmured and I blushed and he led, I wondered where he learnt to dance. My dress was a simple white affair that came to my knees and had a plunging neckline, with white heels, and mostly bare make-up.
"You've made me blush in it." He held me a little closer as we danced.
"Always my goal." He grinned and he dared to kiss me quickly.
Well, I didn't get 10 reviews, but I did get 9 in total. I'm gonna ask for 8 before I post the next chapter; I was gonna wait to write it until I got my reviews, but I was on a roll. It's what happens after the reception when Miley and Shane are left alone.
Also, check out Eternity, I put up the Prologue, let me know if you want Chapter One, and depending on the reactions I get from that I'll see if I'm going to continue it.
MoeLove: Yeah... I'm kinda gonna starying out new sign-offs, the PLM is getting a little old for me; that one was a really bad one and I'm trying to come up with a new one.
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