Saviour Complex (ser harwin strong)

Chpt 8: The Wedding Of Witches

(Authors note: This chapter may be a small bit confusing but bare with me!)

After the small feast, King Viserys decided to gather all the lords and ladies and travel outside of the kingdom. I did not know where we were going, nor did i care to ask.

I did not eat one thing during the feast. Neither did Daemon from what i had seen. It seems he is as displeased about our marriage as i am.

When the carriage finally stopped, i stepped outside and looked around at the scenery. It was just like the cottage. It was just like home.

I saw fields go on for miles and a woods not far from here. "What a gorgeous day for hunting... And a wedding!" King Viserys exclaimed. I stayed quiet.

"We are going hunting?" Rhaenyra questioned. "Once these two say their vows and their marriage is sealed, then we shall kill a stag."

I gave my father a furious look. He knows how much i hated hunting or killing of any animal in fact. He looked away to avoid my judgment.

"Now everyone, come along inside! We have a wedding to get to" Viserys said with a grin as everyone followed him inside. I looked up at the large tent. It looked as if it could hold a whole kingdom.

I took a deep breath in and out before i stepped inside. As i walked in, i felt stares burning into me. I tried to ignore it, but i was failing. I looked up and saw Rhaenyra giving me a stare that could kill.

I quickly looked back down at the floor and bit my tongue. She hasn't spoken to me since she found out i was to marry Daemon. I knew she was not happy about it, but i did not know why.

Maybe when i saw her and Daemon together in the throne room they were up to something... Scandalous to say the least.

I walked up to the long table where Daemon and all my family sat. I sat down next to Daemon as he stared ahead of him. I saw Viserys give him an angry look as Daemon reluctantly turned to me.

"Are you ready... My betrothed" he said through gritted teeth. "I am... My betrothed" i mumbled. He took my hand in his and lead me to the middle of the room.

Everyone went silent as they stared at us. A man dressed in robes stood in front of us as he gave us a small smile. I gave him a weak smile back as Daemon just scolded him.

"Today we gather here to join two souls as one. We have this young maiden and this fine prince" the man said.

He continued speaking as i got lost in my thoughts. As i looked at the prince, i couldn't help imagine my unhappy future. I could not think of any good outcome coming of this union.

Daemon cleared his throat loudly as i snapped out of my daze. "Your vows, miss?" the man said. "Oh yes... Of course" i mumbled.

I leaned up to kiss Prince Daemon but he turned his head. I hesitated for a moment but just kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"I am yours... And you are mine... Whatever may come" i said as i avoided eye contact with him. "I am yours and you are mine... Whatever may come" Daemon mumbled.

"Here in the presence of gods and men, i proclaim, Daemon of house Targaryen, Azalea of house Hightower, to be man and wife. One flesh, one blood, one soul, now and forever."

The man's words burned through my brain. Forever. Everyone clapped as the reunion was final. Daemon stared at me with a blank stare.

I felt if know one was here, he would try kill me right then and there so the union would be over. I walked quickly back to my seat and sat down quietly.

"Are you going to eat? You must be hungry" Florian said. "I'm fine" i said. "I did not ask if you were fine... I asked if you were hungry" he said.

"I'm not. I'm not hungry. And i am fine" i snapped. Florain let out a small sigh as he took a sip of his drink. Everyone continued fraternising as i sat there idly.