Demitytes Bride

Riding off into sunset and other ridiculous romantics

Kashara was on huge podium infront of a huge crowd of people. For some reason she was in a very elaborate ball gown. Suddenly Mariset appeared from the midst of the crowd and knelt next to her.

"Oh my queen! How wonderful it is to gaze upon your resplendent visage on this day of your joyous matrimony."

Kashara frowned.Why the heck was Mariset talking like that? Who in the world used visage anyways? Then she paused for a moment, in deep thought. Wait a minute.... joyous matrimony? As in my marriage? What in the world!

Kashara was shocked. However before she could voice her disapproval, there was a loud marching noise and the crowd parted to reveal a marching band accompanying a round bald dude in elaborate robes.

As she looked closer, she noticed that the bald guy was infact the Lord Protector. What was he doing here exactly? Suddenly a bizzare thought struck Kashara. Don't tell me I am marrying him! Oh god no! However it seemed Kashara was due for really bad luck because the Lord Protector was gazing at her with some lovelorn expression as he made his way up to join her on the dais.

Kashara closed her eyes in shock. Oh my freaking artemis. I'd rather stick a tuba up my a** and dance naked on top of the Doame than marry him. Kashara thought frantically. However the goddess of fortune and luck must have hated tubas or Doames because when Kashara opened her eyes again, The Lord-freaking-Protector was standing next to her on the cermonial dais draped in matching wedding robes.

The roar of the crowd grew louder as The Protector waved at them. Suddenly Kashara was faced with an alarming situation. The Protector was dropping his hand down rather close to hers, hands outstretched as if to grab something... surely not her hand...

Oh sweet athena! The Lord Protector wants to hold my hand. Oh god! Kashara gave a squeal of disgust and quickly swung her hand to the other side. Thinking the tragedy averted, she gave a sigh of relief. However she noticed the Protector now looking at her with some sort of watery puppy dog eyes. ewww. Just as he opened his mouth to say something there was a loud clang behind them.

Kashara turned around glad for the disruption. Saved by the bell. She thought as she now faced the direction of the noise. A tall hooded figure stood - a man, bearing the Institution's insignia on his chest beckoned to both of their hands - hers and the Protector.

She had to escape. Kashara tried to avoid giving her hand to the cloaked figure, but he grabbed her hand anyway.

His fingers clasped hers and suddenly a electrifying shock jolted her. Strange tingles travelled from her fingers to her body. Kashara was shocked and turned to look at the hooded man's face.

Fallon. Fallon was the priest bonding the Lord Protector and her in marriage. Oh god. She was seriously hallucinating now. Fallon - freaking - Eagus suddenly threw off his hood and there was a collective gasp from the crowd and the Protector.

"Catch them!" The Protector thundered. Though Kashara had no idea why she was suddenly a criminal if he had been so lovestruck with her. There was no logic.

Mages and soliders surrounded them and Fallon whirled around for an opening - still holding her hand. He suddenly gave an whistle and there was a loud growling noise. The ground shook a huge beast ran towards them from out of nowhere.

The Doame had just appeared practically out of thin air. Oh great. Another thing she needed to fight. Kashara began casting a shield charm, however Fallon jerked her hand away and disrupted it.

She had no idea when Fallon became such an idiot or suicidal. She certainly wished to leave till a ripe old age. Something that is least likely to happen when a five hundred pound hulking moster is hurtling towards you. However Fallon jumped up into the air just as the Doame neared them.