His Love

Chapter 11

Sorry about the picture. I just watched "The 100" on this website that allows you to watch TV shows for free, and I had to make that. IT WAS THE MOST EMOTIONAL ENDING FOR SEASON 2 I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!!!!!!! I feel like I should do a Bellarke story, but I feel like it'll be harder. Can't wait until season 3! Who else agrees? Anyway, back to the story...

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Raven's POV

I stood in the mirror while Wilma adjusted the wedding dress. It was simple and white, but beautiful to me.

"Okay, all done, Princess." Wilma said smiling at me through the mirror. She held onto my shoulders reassuringly, "You look absolutely beautiful, Rachel."

I smiled and turned to hug her, "Thank you, Wilma."

"Bestie! Oh, here you are, Rach—" Katherine stopped mid-sentence as she looked at me. She, Helena, Josie, Lilith were my bridesmaid. Katherine being the maid of honor. She started to tear up a little and then she ran, as fast as you can when in heels, and hugged me tightly. "You look stunning, Rach. My Azar, you're—you're absolutely gorgeous."

"I'm not supposed to cry, Kath." I said feeling my eyes water.

She pulled back immediately and looked at me and sniffled, "Okay, okay. I'm okay now. No crying what so ever. Understood. Rach, I can't believe you're getting married. Today. In thirty minutes."

"Yeah, in half and hour I'll be—"

"Mrs. and Mr. Wilkinson. R and K W. Can't wait until you guys have kids."

I giggled nervously at the thought. I haven't even thought of that. And there has to be an heir to the throne.

"I'll be the godmother, right?"

I chuckled, "Yeah, and Jeremiah, the godfather."

Katherine laughed and then hugged me, "You make an absolutely beautiful bride, Rachel."

I smiled and hugged her back tightly.

"Rachel?" My mother said as she entered the room. She gasped when she saw me.

"Is it bad?" I joked as Katherine and I released each other.

"Rachel, I'm so lucky to have you as a daughter." Arella said smiling.

I went over to her and embraced her tightly, "I love you, Mom."

"And I, you, my dark angel."

They sat me down in front of the mirror and then messed with my hair.

After they had it done, I looked at it. It was in a bun and in it was a pin that I recognized. "Mom, that's—"

"Yes, my mother's wedding hair pin."

It was beautiful. I remembered the day Arella had shown it to me. She was looking through some things that had been forgotten in the storage room. I was just walking around when I saw her looking at it intently. She turned and told me it was a tradition for us Roth girls to pass it down to the brides of the throne. And now it was my turn to have it. I quickly got up and hugged my mother tightly, "Thank you, Mom."

Arella smiled widely. That was the first time I ever called her Mom. I usually just called her Arella or mother, but never the kinder way of Mom.

"Anything for my dark beauty." Arella said stroking my cheek affectionately. She gave me a kiss on my cheek and then looked at the time.

"It's time." Katherine said with glee.

"I suppose it is." I said nervously.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Wilma said patting my back.