I Weep Quietly , As Maids Scurried Around Me , Measuring Tapes Clasped Into Their Fragile Grips . " Is This Over ? " I Mutter , Opening My Arm Span Out As They Measured My Arm Width Carefully . " Almost , My Lady . " One Squeaked , Trying To Hurry . I Groaned , " Anytime Now . " She Jumped , Startled , " O-Ok. Done. " She Sighed In Relief , Writing Down Her Measurements . I Wanted To Snatch It , And Rip It Up , Never Wanting To See My Full Results Of The Dress . " What Color Dress Would Y-You Like , My Lady ? " She Stuttered , Biting Her Lip . " Well I Would Like , A ... Black Dress . " I Say , Feeling A Little At Ease . " For Your Wedding ? " A Voice Burst Into The Room , As I Smiled Slightly . " Of Course , Sam . You Know I Love Black . " As I Saw Her Mouth Quirk Slightly , Looking As If She Was Grinning . " Okay , My Lady . " She Fumbled Out , Slowly Shutting The Door Behind Her . The Tension I Held Inside For So Long , Suddenly Burst Out As I Cried Into Sam's Chest , " I Can't Do This ! " Sam Soothed Me Gently , Hushing Me Quiet Until My Sobs Became A Silenced Whine , " This Is For Your Country , Honey . You Should Do What's Best . " I Feel As If My Heart Sank Into My Stomach At The Thought Of Marrying Such A Man , I Don't Even Love , " I Know-But , I Don't Love Him . Besides , He Is Like , 40! And I ? " As I Gesture To Myself , " Merely 20 . " Sam Nods , Still Showing No Frustration As To Knowing I Have Been Complaining About This For Months , Just To Her . That's Why I Tell Her Everything , She Is My Closest Friend I Have , Knowing These Feelings I Have . " See-You Are Married To The One Your Truly Love , Sam . King Caspian . I ? Married To A Man Who Is Twice My Age ! " I Choke , As My Throat Tightens And Tears Well Up . " You Do What's Best For Your Kingdom . Now , Dear , I Must Go To Help Set Up For Tonight's Engagement Dinner . " Sam Slipped From The Room , Leaving Me In Thought .
" You Look Beautiful , My Lady . " My Clothes Felt Great Against My Skin , As I Did A Small , Formal Bow . It Was A Small , Arousing Red Dress Stitched With Fine , Black Patterns , " Thank You . " She Nodded , And Left , As I Heard A Sudden Knock . " Come In . " I Sigh , Slipping On My Black Heels , " Ah , You Look Amazing . " His Voice Echoed Into My Ear Sending Shivers Down My Spine . " Uh , Thanks . " I Turn Around , Seeing Him . His , Short Chopped , Brown Hair Trimmed Slightly Past His Ears , With Noticeable Grey Hairs , Which Made Him To Not Match With His Piercing Bright Blue Eyes And His Style Of Dress . " Shall We ? " As He Extended His Arm , Making Me Hesitate But Link Mine Together , " We Shall . " As We Gracefully Made Our Way To The Grand Dining Hall , I Passed A Servant Boy Quickly Pass Us Up Almost Knocking Me Over , "E-Excuse Me , My Lady . " I Never Caught A Glimpse Of Him , But His Voice Somehow-Charmed Me . I Wanted To Chase After Him , And Maybe--Possibly--Get To Know Him . But My Fiance' , Snapped Me Out Of My Trance , " Why A Red Dress ? " I Define His Request To Stare At Me Right In The Eyes , " Red Is A Beautiful Color...Honey. " I Wince And Regretted Giving Him Such A Playful Nickname . " Next Time , You Will Wear Yellow . Orange . What's The Color Of Your Wedding Dress ? " He Asked , Sternly Raising A Eyebrow At Me . " Black . " " Negative . Bright Blue . " I Gape In Anger , " You Can't Tell Me What--" " We Will Talk This Over Later . " He Snickers , Pushing The Large Doors Outward And Flashing A Fake Smile To The Large Patches Of Groups That Sat At A Long , Outstretched Table . As We Made Our Way Down The Descending Stairs , Everyone Murmured Quietly , All The Dukes' Wives Envious Of My Dress , And Men Glaring At My Side . But , Only For His Becoming Of King . Which Made Me ? You Guessed It , Queen . We Sat At The End Of The Never Ending Table , I Spot Sam With Her Charming Husband Discussing Something . A Duke Stood Up , Tapping His Wine Glass With His Spoon , " I Would Like To Say Something . " Oh Great . " Since I Have Your Attention , I Would Like To Congratulate Dashing , Prince Jackson And The Beautiful , Princess Belle In Their Engagement . " He Bowed , As A Round Of An Applauding Ovation Over Came The Room . Soon The Guest , Chatted Among Themselves , Seeing A Lady Sitting Beside Me Attempt To Coax Me Into A Useless , Sophisticated Conversation , " So , Belle . You Plan On Having Kids ? " " Well .... I'm Not--" " Plenty . 5 To 6. " Jack Interrupted Me , Enclosing His Arms Around My Wrist , Squeezing It Tightly To Signal Me To Agree . I Whimper , " Y-Yes . " The Lady Smiled , Shining Her White Teeth At Me , " Congrats . " I Nodded , Slowly , The Announcer Boomed The Room , " Dinner Is Served . " Guess Who I Saw ? That Same Boy ! Balancing Trays On His Hands , And I Noticed ... A Bruise Right On His Cheekbone . He Had Black Hair That Cascaded Down His Face , With Green Eyes , Concentrating On Not To Drop The Food . As He Served My Tray , Our Gaze Met . I Smiled Bashfully , Only To Get A Twitch From His Smirk . Crash ! " Are You Ok ?! " I Gasped , Clamping My Hand Over My Mouth And Slipping From My Chair To Help Him Up . Apparently He Slipped And The Food Sprawled Everywhere , " I'm Fine . " He Stated , Sitting Up . " You Little Serf ! I Will Make Sure You Get Your Consequence ! " Jackson Sneered , As The Crowd Shook Their Heads In Agreement . I Looked At Sam And Caspian Who Were Glaring At Me , Telling Me Not To Do Anything Stupid . Jackson Jumped From His Chair , Stomping In The Silence To The Boy , Raising His Fist As If To Strike . At The Last Second , I Jumped Into His Route , Connecting His Fist With My Cheek . Everyone Gasped , Hearing 'Oh Dear' 'She's Crazy' From The Crowd . I Cried Out In Pain , And Flew Back , Covering My Face , I Heard Sam Grumble , 'She Did It.' " Jackson ! You Do Not Abuse My Maid's Here ! If You Continue This , Forget The Wedding ! " I Roared , Helping The Boy Up . " Belle . You . Me . Talk . Now ! " He Restrained , Throwing His Fist Down To His Sides . I Gathered Up My Courage , " No . " The Atmosphere Around Us Shook With Tension , 'Did She Just Say No?' 'Stupid Girl'
" Belle ! Come Back Here ! " Jackson Demanded Ferociously , As I Ignored Him , I Took The Boy To My Room . " I'm Sorry About That . " I Sigh , Taking Down My Tight Bun That Killed My Scalp . " Thank You , My Lady . " Was All He Could Say . I Smile , " You Don't Have To Address Me Like That . Call Me Belle . " He Nods , " Ok , Belle . " I Pricked My Finger To Where His Bruise Was , " Who Did This To You ? " " Prince Jackson . " I Suddenly Feel So Much Sympathy For Him , " You Know What ? Today , Your Officially A Prince . " No More Pain .
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