After King Alexander had presented the dowry to Zed and they completed the rites and proceedings they were married. Skye and Zed Legge were married. The celebrations began, people danced and Skye walked around the crowd and bumped into Pharian.
"Princess Skye Legge" he smiled at her with a bow and she flushed red.
"May I have this dance before your husband discovers I am here?" he asked she laughed a little accepting his offer and they began to dance.
He was a good dancer but dancing was never her forte, she had stepped on him three times apologising each time which made him smile. The song ended and another began to play.
"I would like to dance with my wife now" Skye heard Zed's voice behind her which sent a shiver down her spine.
"Of course" Pharian said smiling wickedly before leaving their presence.
He just called her his wife she felt her cheek burn.
"You look like you are about to blow" he teased stretching forth his hand and she accepted it.
Immediately, he latched his hands onto her waist pulling her close to him sending her heart to her throat. She clutched on his broad shoulders and looked down she still felt uncomfortable in his hands, she felt he wasn't pleased with her and Zed sensed it.
"You look.......good" he said he wasn't very good with compliments. She looked up at him her eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall. He thought she just looked good, like okay, nothing special?
"You do not like my dress?" she asked the tears almost breaking through her and he frowned, the red in his eyes dilated turning slightly Amber.
He decided to try again.
"Skye you look lovely, the dress is a perfect fit for you, you look so gorgeous I can hardly find the words to describe your beauty" he rambled taking a breath after.
That was good, right?
Should he try again?Looking up at him she smiled.
If not for the number of people present, she would have kissed him. She felt happy again. She had thought he was disappointed in her, he loved her dress and that made her happy.
"And you look handsome as always Prince Zed" he smiled at her words and almost laughed.
"We are married now you are free to call me by my name" he smiled at her while they ignored the people staring at them.
"Zed" she said the name shyly and quietly, it almost inaudible and it made him smile, a genuine one. He badly wanted to kiss this woman that was now his.
They danced on and the song ended and another began. Zed watched a man coming to ask her for a dance, just a look and the man fled.
"What do you do in your free time wife?" He asked he felt her tense in his hand and he smiled wickedly. They were married now so he wanted to know more about her.
"I... I mostly read" she replied looking down.
"Sometimes I sing when I'm alone in my room" She flushed and looked down again. She seemed to want to bury her head in the ground. Zed almost laughed she was so innocent and pure.
She looked up at him to see his expression, he was happy. she was glad to see him smiling his pupils had completely dilated and there was no hint of red he was genuinely happy and she was glad she could make him feel this way.
"Will you sing for me when we get home wife?" He asked and she shook again she liked the way he called her wife it did something to her.
Home? wife?
She only seemed to realize now that she was tied to him and she was now his forever and so was he hers. She was married to the evil Zed Legge, the most feared Prince in all the lands.
"I will try" she flushed again and Zed couldn't hold in his laughter.
Pharian watched from a distance and smiled to see his brother genuinely happy. Although they fought most of the time and Zed mostly ignored him most of the time, he still loved his older brother and only wished for his happiness.
Zed's father watched from the highest stairs as Zed was smiling and happy with his new wife he knew Skye would become his weakness now all he had to do was wait and then he would take over.
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