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Kismet

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Vows

The days were going too fast for Lovino to keep track of. It was the day before the wedding and he was beyond stressed. Not only had he been separated from Antonio until the wedding the next day, he was panicking about the wedding period.

The Illonian was pacing the room, pulling at his hair, his heart racing. "I can't do this!" he exclaimed. Ariana squawked and Femke looked up from her book, "Do what?"

Lovino turned to her, "This! The wedding! I can't fucking do it!" he looked over at the dress hanging up on the wall of this strange room he'd been forced into. The rest of the things he would be wearing were laid out already, ready to be put on when he was supposed to around mid afternoon. The wedding would take place around then. He would then be taken to his coronation as queen of Sverran. Then the reception party he'd been working on for the passed week would take place. And finally, he and Antonio would be going for a small vacation back to the beach house. It would only be a few days since the king and queen had duties to attend to, but it was a honeymoon none the less.

"You're just getting cold feet~!" she stood up and hugged her friend reassuringly, "When you see Antonio waiting for you at the alter, you'll forget all of your worries."

The Illonian shook his head, "No! I mean … ugh … I feel sick to my stomach …" he clenched his belly. Femke laughed lightly, "You're just nervous. Come on, you'll be fine. You want to marry Antonio, right?" she asked with a smile.

Lovino remained silent. Femke stepped back, furrowing her brow, "Right?"

He bit his lip, "I … I do … I really do, but I never thought I would actually fucking get to!" Lovino dropped into a chair, "Now that I'm about to, I don't think I can go through with this!"

Femke sighed, "You can, and you will~ just go get some sleep. You're going to want to be well rested for tomorrow~!" he nodded. She was right. He could do this! He could walk down that isle and … he couldn't do it! Lovino bit his lip, but Femke smacked his hand, "You're going to bruise or cut your lip! If that happens, you're going to be forced to wear make up!"

He immediately stopped. That was much worse, "Now get into that bed and sleep! Tomorrow is your big day~!"

Lovino stood up and grabbed the small bag of his things he'd brought with him. He sat down on the bed and pulled out the journal which had about one fourth of its pages filled to the brim with his thoughts and fears, mostly on the wedding and some on his guilt over taking away things Antonio wanted in life.

He dipped his quill and set to work.

It's the last day. I know I've written it a hundred time in the passed two weeks … but I'm going to be married to Antonio …

Femke says I can do this, but I'm not so sure. I love Antonio, I really do, but to marry him? Nothing will change between us. He already treats me like his husband, he has for some time now, but it will be official. I won't be Vargas anymore.

On top of all this, I can't even see him until the wedding, and not before the wedding. I'll only be allowed to see him once I take my first steps passed the doors and into the room.

I can't fucking do this. He's a bastard for putting me into this position! When I see him I'm going to kick his fucking ass!

I had the same nightmare again, last night. The one where I'm drowning and Antonio is standing above the water … just watching with those dark eyes. I actually woke up kicking him hard. I was angry with the real Antonio for letting me drown, the bastard.

I told Tessa about them at my final fitting today, and she just said it was pre-wedding jitters. I'm just worried? I guess … what if I'm not a good enough husband for Antonio? Look at me! I sound like a fucking girl! Worrying over whether I'm good enough for him or not!

Maybe it's because it's permanent? I keep thinking about that. Once we're bound, there's no going back. So what if I fall out of love with him, or him with me? I would be stuck in a loveless marriage, unable to marry again or leave.

At least with the relationship we have now, I would be free to leave if I stop loving him. If … there is no if … there's no possibility. Just the thought of not having that tomato bastard kills me.

You know? He'd kind of like a disease … no … comparing him to that is … is just fucking wrong. He's … he's just there. Trapped under my skin and won't go away.

I'm worried about him falling out of love with me …

Lovino leaned back against the pillows and shoved the journal to the nightstand and rolled over under the covers. He closed his eyes and tried to settle his mind, but nothing helped. Femke returned to the room, "Still not asleep? Here, I picked this up for you." she set down a cup for him, "There's a small bit of sleeping elixir in it. Not enough to knock you out, but enough to let your mind rest and give you a peaceful night of sleep."

The Illonian sat up and sighed, downing the entire thing as fast as he could. She bid him goodnight and left the room, blowing out his candles and lantern. It didn't take long for his body to relax more than it had in what seemed like forever. Lovino let his eyes slip closed and he took a deep breath, finally slipping into a nice, peaceful sleep.

If he had a nightmare, he didn't remember it the next morning when Femke woke him up. He drowsily pulled himself out of bed, puzzled at why Antonio wasn't there before he remembered that he would be seeing him at the wedding … the wedding … his eyes widened and he licked his lips nervously.

"Are you up yet? We need to get you into the bath!" she had run him a bath, "Get in there and don't come out until you smell nice!" he glared and made his way into the bath, taking his time trying to keep his mind off of the ceremonies taking place that day.

He came back out and was set down by Femke and a few new servants who came out of no where while he had been bathing. One started working on combing his hair and another made sure his nails were trimmed and he was beginning to feel like a girl. He hated every moment of it, especially when he was shoved into the dress.

"I can't fucking believe I agreed to wear this thing." he growled looking at himself in the mirror. Maybe he could convince Tessa to allow him to tie up the front and make it more of a tunic and he could just wear pants underneath.

Luckily, Tessa thought it was a decent idea and found some matching pants for him to wear underneath and she tied up the front to make the front look more like a tunic.

She helped him tie up his hair pin against his circlet and she smiled, Femke joining her side, "So handsome~ Antonio will be so surprised~!"

Femke nodded, "I'll say. Do you remember how you're supposed to walk and what to do when you get there?"

Lovino nodded and took a deep steadying breath and stared at his reflection for a little bit longer. Tessa grabbed one hand and Femke the other, "It's time." Tessa smiled. His heart skipped a beat and he nodded, his face becoming red.

The walk to the ball room (which would be cleared after the wedding, during his coronation, for the reception) was the longest walk he'd ever taken to the room. Each step seemed to take the time twenty would, normally. He trembled and his heart raced. Ariana followed closely, not allowed to make Lovino her perch due to his 'perfection', or so Femke said.

He continued chanting in his head, over and over that he could do it. He could walk down that isle, passed his friends and marry the man he loved. Tessa gripped his hand tightly, "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

"T-terrified." he admitted.

She chuckled, "Natural. I felt the same way when I married my husband. I was so nervous, in fact, that I almost ran away."

Lovino looked at her, surprised, "Seriously?"

Tessa nodded, "Yeah. I was halfway out the window when his sister came into the room to check up on me. If she hadn't come and calmed me down, I would have never married him. It's different for everyone. His sister was overly excited for her wedding and married with barely any nerves at all. Some will never fear the unknown of marriage, like she did, and some will never be able to make the union, like I almost had.

"But I know one thing for sure. I was beyond scared that day, but he was the best thing that happened to me. I had two beautiful kids." she smiled at Femke, "Marrying him made my life complete. I never thought I had made a mistake and not a day goes by that I don't miss him."

Tessa squeezed his hand again, "Now go. Make this day one of the first of many happy ones. And remember, even when things seem bad and you two fight, just recall this day, the happiness you'll feel, recall the love you have for him, recall why you entered the union in the first place, and you'll be able to push passed it." she let go of his hand.

He smiled at her warmly, "Thank you, mama, Femke … I love you." they smiled and motioned for him to go.

Lovino's heart began racing and he took deep breaths to calm his nerves. He heard the music start from inside and he licked his lips, "This is it …" he whispered to himself, stepping through the doors. He wrung his hands together discreetly and tried not to look at the many faces staring at him.

He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, before opening them again. When he did his breath was stolen anyway. Antonio was staring at him in front of the alter. The Sverran king was standing tall and proudly. His warm smile coursed through Lovino and he felt the world go silent around him. His eyes locked onto Antonio's emerald orbs and he smiled softly, a blush staining his cheeks.

The Illonian stopped in his position and turned to face Antonio. They reached out and took each other's hands, Antonio giving Lovino a loving squeeze.

"We gather here, under the Sverran god, España, to unify our sovereign, King Antonio Fernandez Carriedo and his beloved Lovino Romano Vargas together." the man standing before them turned to Antonio, "King Antonio Carriedo, do you vow to take Lovino Vargas as your wi-husband and partner through all things good or bad; do you vow to take care of him in sickness and in health, in poorness and in wealth; do you vow to love Lovino Vargas for as long as you both shall live, til death do you part?"

"And even longer," Antonio whispered, his eyes never leaving Lovino's, "I do." the man draped a red ribbon over Antonio's left wrist.

Lovino felt the tears trying to force their way over and onto his cheeks, but he forced them back.

"And Lovino Vargas, do you vow to take King Antonio Carriedo as your husband and partner through all things good or bad; do you vow to take care of him in sickness and in health, in poorness and in wealth; do you vow to love King Antonio Carriedo for as long as you both shall live, til death do you part?"

The Illonian stared up into Antonio's eyes, which were also misting up. His heart leaped into his throat and he nodded, "I do …" Antonio squeezed his hands and the man took the same ribbon and twisted it to fall over Lovino's right wrist. He grabbed the ends and brought them together.

"Then, by my power, I unify you two under Sverran's rule." he tied the ribbon tight and it faded, leaving behind a faint, permanent red marks on Antonio's and Lovino's wrists.

Antonio pulled Lovino to him, locking their lips together in a tender, loving kiss. His left hand held onto Lovino's right firmly, but the other let go and gripped the back of Lovino's head, deepening the kiss.

The crowd around them clapped, some cheering. Antonio pulled away from Lovino and ran his hand down his cheek, "I love you … so much~"

"I love you, too." Lovino said back, kissing Antonio.

"You look beautiful today, my love, my husband." Lovino's heart leaped and he felt slightly dizzy. That's right. Antonio was his husband now and Lovino was his. He was Lovino Romano Vargas-Carriedo now. He was married.

Antonio held tightly to his hand and they turned toward the crowd, which cheered again for they happiness and he led Lovino from the ball room. Lovino was confused at first but he remembered their schedule for that day and he felt his nerves begin going haywire, "D-do I have t-to become queen? Can't I just say fuck it and just be married to you without all of this?"

His husband laughed, "You're going to be a fine queen~ I'll be there beside you every step of the way, Lovi~ don't worry."

"What's with the red marks on our wrists?" Lovino asked, looking down at his hand.

"That? The chokers are for engagement and a noticeable mark of our marriage, but these are the mark for marriage. Unlike the chokers, they are permanent and can never be removed. They show that our souls are bound in union~ you won't find any other that match ours," he lifted Lovino's hand and kissed his wrist, "Completely unique~"

Lovino blushed and looked back at the marking on his wrist and then forward. They arrived at the throne room and walked inside. It was completely empty, except for the two, so Antonio took the opportunity to kiss his lovely husband.

Not long after, the guests had finally arrived and settled down. Lovino was forced to let go of Antonio to kneel before the holy man.

"Lovino Romano Vargas-Carriedo, you are here, seeking the queen's crown of Sverran. You must vow to uphold your honor as queen and support your king in his endeavors. You must pledge your loyalty to Sverran and promise that every decision will be made for the good of your people. You must vow that you will protect your king, country and people with all of your might. You must be strong in times of war and famine and gentle, but firm and fair always. You must never forsake your people and let them suffer. Do you vow this?"

Lovino bit his lip and let out the breath he was holding and began following what Antonio and his (stupid) tutor had told him to say when he made his vows.

"I vow to support my king, country and people. I vow to be strong, gentle, firm, fair. I vow to never forsake my people and will protect them as long as the crown rests with me." his heart thundered in his ears and he replayed his words over and over, making sure he hadn't messed up.

"If you break these vows, the consequences will be dire, do you still vow this?"

"Yes."

The man grabbed a smaller crown, than Antonio's, from a pillow and rested in on Lovino's head, "I hereby crown you Queen of Sverran."

Lovino rose to his feet and felt numb from shock. It was all done. He was married. He was queen. He had made something of himself. The people everywhere are him cheered and he felt his hand being grabbed. Antonio was once again by his side, "You did wonderfully, my love~" he kissed him.

Nobles formed a line to congratulate the two on their union and Lovino on his crowning. Francis stepped forward and bowed his head, "Ah~ Lovino, my little 'brother', you've grown so much~ take good care of Antonio and you had better take good care of little Lovi~ as well!" he laughed.

After all the congratulations were done, the crowd moved back into the ballroom, which was now set up for the reception. Food and drink were laid out and music filled the room.

Ariana landed on Lovino's shoulder and nipped his crown. He grinned, and ran his fingers down her back. The phoenix then flew off, having said her congratulations as well.

Antonio laughed, "My queen, may I have the first dance?" he bowed, holding out his hand. Lovino blushed and took a hold his hand. The two made their way to the center of the dance floor where the world slowed down and became all about them. To Lovino, there was no one else but Antonio, his husband, his lover, his king, his life.

Others began dancing around them and the night carried on. Lovino danced with several partners, before getting tired and taking a break.

Femke and one of her good friends, Ruby, ran up to him and both threw their arms around him, "Congratulations!" Ruby smiled. Femke kissed his cheek and the girls, upon seeing another guest walking up, walked away giggling.

"Congratulations, little man." Lovino looked over to see Mathias, "Nice crown."

Lovino looked up despite knowing he wouldn't be able to see it, "Yeah … it's kind of heavy." Mathias laughed, sipping his wine.

"Sorry Emil couldn't make it. He and Lukas got into another fight … well … not really a fight, but Lukas likes to tease him about being his half brother. Long story and what not." he laughed, "Hey, speaking of Lukas."

The blonde walked up, "Congratulations on your marriage and title, Lovino." he muttered blankly, "Tino and Berwald offer their congratulations as well, but had to retire early. Ever since Tino got pregnant, life had been … strange for the two. He's already showing and I'm sure there's more than one in there." he sipped his wine, ignoring the look of shock on Lovino's face.

"I … how the fuck? I mean … I thought Tino was male … oh … wait … he is, right?" Lukas nodded. "Then … how?"

"I told you. I can make a potion for anything." he set down his wine, "Well, we've had enough. Remember to write anytime. Come on, let's go." he grabbed Mathias's tunic and began dragging him away.

Lovino stood, clutching his drink in hand, his mind beginning to turn. His thoughts were cut short when Tessa walked up to him, dressed up in a gorgeous gown, "Can I have a dance?" he smiled and nodded.

Afterward, he got to dance with Femke and then he and Antonio shared the last dance of the night before retiring to their room.

Antonio sunk into the water with Lovino clutched tightly against his chest. Lovino closed his eyes and curled up his arms and hummed in pleasure as Antonio ran his fingers down his back, "I love you~"

"I love you, too." Lovino muttered back. He still couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that he was married now. He looked down and his wrist at the mark that would never fade, never go away. He smiled, sat up and kissed Antonio.

Antonio kissed back, letting his hand entwine into Lovino's hair. The Sverran queen ground himself against Antonio, causing the older man to moan softly and bucked his hips up at Lovino. Lovino gasped and reached down into the water to stroke Antonio's hardening member.

The king moaned softly. Lovino smirked, leaning against Antonio for support. With one hand he kept Antonio busy, the other hand slipped up to his opening and he let his fingers slip inside to stretch himself. He had a little wedding present for his king.

When he was sure he was ready, he lifted himself up slightly and quickly positioned Antonio and sat down. Antonio cried out it surprised pleasure, "Lovi~?"

Lovino pressed his lips to Antonio's to quiet him. Then he began thrusting himself down onto Antonio, not caring to hit his spot. He was thoroughly enjoying the look on Antonio's face. The man seemed both surprised his usually sexually shy love was taking the initiative to do what he was doing.

Antonio gripped Lovino's hips and pushed up into him, hitting Lovino's spot, sending Lovino moaning. He growled in frustration because the water was making it hard for him to enjoy his love. The king picked him up and lifted him from the water, before setting him down on one of their strewn towels. He growled possessively and slammed into Lovino, making him cry out.

He looked down at his Lovi and grinned at his writhing husband. The man was panting and moaning in pleasure and it only urged Antonio on. He gripped Lovi's hips tightly with his nails and slammed into him again and again.

The king picked up Lovi again, not feeling comfortable on the bathing room floor and moved him to their bed. He grabbed his bottle and slicked himself to make sure he wasn't hurting Lovi and thrust back into him.

"Antonio!" Lovi shouted, gripping Antonio's back and digging his nails into the skin. Antonio moaned, and reached down to grab his love and stroke him quickly. He felt pain in his back from Lovi's nails, but his body shuddered with his growing orgasm.

Lovi released all over them, but he wasn't finished yet. He reached up and yanked his curl, causing Lovi to yell 'chigi' before mewling in pleasure. It took no time at all before he was hard again.

Antonio grinned and leaned down to bit down on Lovi's collar bone. Lovi screamed out his name again.

"God, my Lovi~ you feel so good …" he groaned. The king grabbed his love's member again and made his Lovi writhe in pleasure again.

He gasped and felt his release right around the corner. Antonio sped up and pushed harder, his Lovi screaming his name. Lovi orgasmed a second time, right before Antonio released as well. He panted, trying to catch his breath. His body trembled from the aftermath and he allowed himself to collapse beside Lovi, "I love you, my husband." Antonio muttered to him.

Lovi looked at him with his hazel eyes, "I love you, too … h-husband." his face turned bright red.

"Just like a tomato … so cute~!" he whispered, pressing his cheek to Lovi's. He wiped them off and pulled the blanket over them and both were asleep soon after.

TBC

Ruby is an OC for the Philippines created by KirbyRevolution105~

sorry about the mistakes, but I'm kind of a bit busy right now to edit heavily~

~Lady Pyrien