Chapter 5:

Time Jump - wedding.

Clary's POV:

To say I was scared would be such a big understatement I might die. I. Was. Terrified. Of him. The ceremony. Just everything.

"There you go clary, all done." Maia gives me a small smile. I look down at myself. I wear a Long white wedding dress that has thin straps that crisscross over my back. I have a veil that tinkles with small jewels around my head. Apparently it has been a tradition that here we have to get married in bare foot. Why? I had no idea. So this naturally led to Poppy scrubbing, soaking, moisturising and drying my feet. I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath, since I had no Father. Jonathan was going to walk me down.

"You'll be fine Clary." Maia says squeezing my hand affectionately. We had become quite close over the past six moths. They shuffle out of the room and in walks Jonathan he doesn't give a second glance as he yanks my arm.

"The maids, you didn't tell them about the whipping did you?" He hissed in my ear.

"No."

"Good!" He relaxes his grip on my arm slightly before leading me to the doors that have yet to open. I'm quite nervous. I here the music start to play and almost agonisingly slowly the doors start to open. I'm frozen. I feel Jonathan's smile falter and he pulls me forward so I nearly trip and we start walking down the aisle. It seems like time has never gone so quickly. Jonathan gives me a kiss in the cheek (Look who's playing nice Brother) and I stand up to face Jace. Wow. I mean he is in a black suit with a gold tie his crown rests upon his head and shines. He looks stunning.

"Don't stare princess." He says quietly, so no one else can hear, a smirk forming on his face. I glare at him and the ceremony begins. Some bits are in Latin and I understand some but not all of what the Priest is saying. A ribbon is tied to Mine and Jace's wrist and then we walk forward into some mud thing. We have to walk through it three times then the priest speaks in English. I repeat everything he say is and the Jace does the same.

"Jonathan Christopher Herondale, do you take Clarissa Adele Morgenstern be your lawfully wedded Wife?"

"I do" his voice is clam and smooth.

"And do you, Clarissa Adele Morgenstern take Jonathan Christopher Herondle to be your lawfully wedded Husband?" I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. I sucked down a breath; "I do."

"I know pronounce you Man and Wife, you may kiss the bride." He leans forward and our lips touch lightly, all to soon he pulls away and I scold myself for wanting more.

The after party lasted about two hours and was a blur of dresses, congratulations and introductions. I got back to my room but stopped in the doorway. All my stuff was gone. My bed sheets had been stripped, my wardrobe empty by toothbrush gone. Then realisation dawned. I was moving into his room. I sighed and flipped down on my bed. I was carful to not let any of the dry mud touch the covers. A knock on the door sent me out of my blissful self and I bolted up.

"Clary, its only me." Poppy's timid head poked through the door.

"Phew, you scared me." She giggled.

"Come now lets wash your legs. The mud has reached your knees. On the king it was just a above his ankle."

"Well! It is certainly not my fault that he so tall"

"Or you are so short" she says. We Glare at each other and burst out laughing.

"Come on. I have drawn yoga bath."

We reach the bath and Poppy undressed me and I clump just as she is about to start scrubbing my feet the door opens to reveal. The king. My Husband.

"Poppy I can take care of this."

"Yes your majesty" she gives me a sort of sorry lion before scuttling out of the room. I try and draw the bibles of the bath around me. He cradle my foot softly and tarts to rub the mud off. Once all the mud is of he drops a robe onto the floor and exited the room. I quickly dry myself and put on my night garments along with the robe. When u get out he is already in bed. I stand hovering by the side.

"Scared Princess?" His cocky voice states.

"No" I say trying to sound as confident as possible. I slide into bed as far away from Jace as I can and drift of into a dreamless sleep. The last thing I here is Jace's voice.

"Sure your not."

A/N:

This is going to be Long but there are a few important things. First I have decided that each chapter I'm going to give a shoutout to the person who reviews the most or who genuinely puts a nice review. Buuuuut this time it's someone who PMed me: boochar88 thank you for your lovely message.

Secondly I'm quite busy over the holdidays so tell me whether you would rather have short chapters frequently or Long chapters less frequently?

Thirdly most people wanted clace to happen in its own time so that's how it will be, if you wanted it to be quick. I'm sorry but I know you will still love this. Xxx

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