I went out to eat eagerly, knowing that the dress was going to be cinched over me, so on the wedding day there would be no opportunity to stuff myself as full as I could, but the menu was carefully laid out so that most of it would suit me too. And the ones that wouldn't, wouldn't even be served. It's nice to realize that the best meat that absorbs me is the most expensive, Wagyu beef in the world. It's the best for me, according to Damon, and thus forms the bulk of my diet. Not that I don't sometimes slip up and slip up well. I still taste fine and there are other good foods that I indulge myself with from time to time even though they are not good for me. And Salvatore and Samuel preach about it.
I finished eating and watched movies for the rest of the day. The ceremony would take place as early as 9 am, so there would be time to socialize and eat as long as possible. We would then retire again at 9 pm for the wedding night. The days were thus split in half 12 hours of celebration 12 hours of wedding night for three days. I wondered at 5 o'clock in the morning, when I was in the bath, whether Salvatore was how shall we say, eager, whether he could even wait until 9 o'clock. If I were to start preparing myself, I certainly wouldn't wait. But I think I'm in for another heat again. wow, it could be a wild honeymoon, at least I wouldn't have to leave the hotel or the castle for that matter. I wonder if that's why I have such wild ideas, or if it's just because I know exactly who I'm getting.
While I was drying myself off, the help arrived. 12 women who made me sit down in a bathrobe and gave me the dental stuff Damon gave me. Oh, my hair grew down to my lower back and was in big curls and dark blood red. Similarly, my nails had grown considerably and were the same shade. The women started to do my hair and some came in front of me and started to do my make-up. They told me how my gorgeous husband was so caring that he had gone through every make-up to make sure it was right for me. Makeup and hair done. Now the ladies lifted me up and my robe came off, I was moisturized with something that smelled like passionfruit from the neck down and put on underwear, lace panties, and there you have it. I was told my breasts didn't need a bra and they wouldn't go with a dress.
Then the dress. my dress was white from the neckline with a blush towards the hem, which was dark blood red, it had a wide princess hem. The straps were full of diamonds, I didn't know how expensive they were and didn't care. The dress was gorgeous and it cinched tight all the way down to below the waist showing how slim I actually was. not so terribly underweight now. I was 52 kilos though, which I thought was an okay weight. Damon and Samuel would prefer my weight to start at 6 rather than 5 but this will do. The top of the dress was lace and silk and although it was tightly skin-tight, it was cleverly made so that, for example, rib bones didn't show. after all, they show quite easily when you don't really fill them out. The shoes were high heels, dark red and new.
I hadn't bought them myself. The heels were very high. and I knew I couldn't drink too much champagne or wine, otherwise, I might not be able to stand up. The heels were 15-20 cm high, making me almost the height of Damon. He'd better let his hands wander now. I knew the dress made it impossible to explore at least the top, but my bottom was quite free, with only a very generous hem covering access to El Dorado.
Everything was ready. A tiara was attached to my hair, the same one I'd had in my vampire wedding, and a red veil was let down. I looked at myself. Wow I am a bride, I really am. Our first wedding had been a special ritual done somewhere in Transylvania where Damon had to take me on the wedding night with the Elders watching, and other vampire rituals. They had been vampire weddings. We had then gotten married in front of a judge with a couple of secretaries as witnesses. it didn't bother me at the time.
I was really a bride and gorgeous even if I did say so myself. I was getting ready to go downstairs and in the hallway Bran was waiting, he would give me away. Adam had been Damon's Best Man and although I hadn't had any wild hen parties now, I also didn't know if Damon had had his own bachelor parties. The walk went well although I was a little hesitant. I walked up to Bran and took him by the arm. Bran said, " You are quite a sight then, I hope Damon knows what he's caught this time around." I smiled. I still didn't think I was pretty, I was just extraordinary. The music started and we started to walk down the stairs. The downstairs was beautifully laid out, with flowers everywhere, everything just perfect.
Damon was a stunning revelation. He looked at me as I came down with such a confident, beastly look, just the sort of look that halfway down reminded me of the many rooms in the castle and whether anyone would notice if the wedding couple were to take a moment's rest.
We arrived downstairs and Bran escorted me to Damon, who took my hand as we walked to listen to the priest speak. My wedding bouquet was a stunning bouquet of blood-red roses with white freesias, passionfruit flowers, and pink gossamer.
Then it was time for our wedding vows. Damon began "Mimi, from the first time I saw you, I knew you were mine. I never lie, I always tell the truth. I love you. Always and forever, our love will endure, no matter what happens, No matter who tries to come between us. I will protect you. I'll guard you. I will guide you. nurture and care. For better or for worse, in sickness and in health, I'll nurture, I'll caress, for good or for bad, Mimi you're mine, always and forever. neither of us can die and forever is a long time, always remember that. If I can't be with you every moment, just know that we belong to each other. always."
Then it was my turn. I was handed a card, a good one I don't have to make up because that was a little hard to top. "Damon, I am yours, in soul, mind, and body, just as you are mine. I swear to be yours always and forever. I love you now, from this moment to eternity and beyond. For better or for worse, I will endure because we will endure. There is no act, no trial that can separate us. I care for you, respect you, being faithful to you, love you more than life, and know that our souls belong together. I know Damon, you are my true soul mate. ' I added the last sentence myself and something in Damon's expression surprised me, positively.
The ring was gorgeous, gold, made so it wouldn't burn, with a blood red diamond and rose red smaller diamonds. Then the priest pronounced us husband and wife and Damon kissed me passionately and held me against him as we stood up, it was a real Rhett Butler kiss, he looked deep into my eyes and said " Now you darling, are truly mine."
At the same time, I felt a prick in my left side. The needle pushed effortlessly through my ribcage into my lung where I felt the drug go, a couple of heartbeats later my head went cloudy. Fuck, what a wedding this was going to be. Damon supported me and made sure I didn't falter, he whispered in my ear " Remember darling behave, now we're going to go out nice and easy and get in the carriage. we're going to have a beautiful scenic drive."
He held me close to him and we walked calmly out where we would go for a drive before arriving at the party. I watched as the caterers began setting up tables. Meanwhile, Damon helped me into the carriage and came to sit closely beside me. Whatever was in that syringe was fucking strong, because I knew the amount had been negligible.
"This is going to be a wonderful wedding day, Darling. now I get to really start your lessons. Remember I meant every single word every time. I'm not lying. I may not be telling the whole truth. But I'm not lying. Now the first thing, if you drop in on anyone, give any hint of a warning or what I have done to you, I will kill the Vice President. You understand, or rather it will be your fault because I have flea bullets where there's a flea mark. Likewise, there are flea marks if I decided to try this drug on the vice president. What do you think, darling, would I survive? You know yourself how strong a dose you need to feel anything. "
Damon showed me a small syringe with a thin needle. There was less than a milliliter of the drug in the syringe. and it went into my head like this. "I'll behave myself. " I said. Damon grunted "I'll take care of it and remind you. Now, darling, this dose is going into the liver. There, then the pancreas will get its own medicine, and finally the spleen. " I was starting to feel quite drugged, trying not to completely melt against Damon. He rubbed my liver contentedly as if that would do any good. Every organ had its own medicine, apparently.
We had just turned around when Damon inserted a now longer needle deep into my abdominal cavity and attached a 500 ml syringe and began to push the plunger. " This is also sedative, absorbs steadily from your abdominal cavity, and keeps the sedation level in check" I felt the medicine seep into my organs and after a moment I felt another layer clouding my thoughts. When we arrived, back at the castle, I was deeply sedated, medicated, and drugged. Damon held me under his arm, casually checking every now and then to make sure I didn't waver or sway. He rubbed my stomach, feeling the drug there. I always got a thank you in return when people complimented me and from time to time Damon would turn me against him and kiss me in a completely possessive even demanding way. I responded as best I could.
At regular intervals, I would get a shot in my lung. "Isn't this darling a perfect invention, this intrapulmonary sedative? You might call it a "flanker," because it's in the flank I'm injecting it. ' Then after a while, the liver got its own dose, followed by a good massage as we walked through the crowd. The meal went well even though I was steadily medicated the whole time, Damon fed me and himself and we cut the cake. Thankfully there were no wedding games. Dance time would come later.
Damon didn't let me drink terribly much because it made the medicine too effective.
Jarod came over to congratulate me and I saw Damon with a syringe in the palm of his hand. I wrapped my arms around Damon's front and kissed him, then curled up in the other arm and felt the needle in my lung. Damon said in my head " Well done, darling. Maybe there's hope for you yet." We kept going and I got to do the same thing quite a few times. When the drug went into the lung, when it went into the pancreas, the spleen, and the liver. I always tried to get in the way.
Every hour or so, we'd find a little more sheltered place to get a half-liter of medicine directly into my abdomen. I couldn't remember half the people we'd met and who we hadn't. My head was really fuzzy and all I could do was walk into Damon tightly closed and accept the flood of sedatives. At no point could I get any clearer in my head? Our show kisses were for Damon to observe my eyes and the level of sedation.
"That's it, darling good girl, that's it, that's it. now that's it, perfect," Damon whispered in my ear as we strolled around the lawns, sometimes sitting on the marble benches that had been washed and cleaned for the party. I felt a prick in my liver again and the palm of his hand began to rub against it. I leaned against Damon and asked, " Why?" Damon laughed and looked at me with amusement at the absurdity of my question, " Darling, lesson, I teach. You obey. Let's see if you try any defiance at any point. See whose life is not important enough for you. Oh, the Original Brothers are coming. You see, darling. A stick, from that oak tree. It would be so juicy to plunge this right into Nicholas' heart, let him burn, and drop this next to the ash heap. " Damon showed one of the flea signs.
I'd used them to impress some pharmaceutical companies, as well as carving styling into my flea bullets. I wanted to show my enemies who were killing them. But where Damon had gotten them, I didn't know. I certainly didn't want the wrath of all vampires on my neck. Because this boy, this one warns once and then acts. And I believe the warning was given a long time ago.
