Rowans Choice

Chapter Thirty Three- A perfect day

I wake late, unusual for me to wake after dawn, and not rise right along with it. I guess I could give myself a break since I had been in a state of repair, mind, body and magic, for over a month.

I listen to the birds singing from my window and a smile pulls my lips upward. I would wed Andy today, bound for the eternity I always craved with her. There would never be a more perfect day to wake to.

Sycamores squeaky voice travels down the hall proceeding him and destroys the moments peace "I don't care if it's her wedding day. I want her up and dressed... I have a schedule to keep" he demanded.

I shake my head and shuffle back down under the covers, pretending to be asleep as my doors are thrown open.

"Rowan, I know you are awake..."

I open my eyes slightly and observe him moving about my room like a possessed demonic crow, with his dark black suit, slicked black hair and beak like nose. He groans and curses as he flings open my curtains and let's in the blinding light.

I shut my eyes and roll over onto my front, burying my face in my pillow.

"Torture" I moan, muffled by the pillows.

The covers are thrown to the side and my bare feet are tickled.

"Stooop" i squeal, beginning to laugh and writhe about under the torturous tickles that made my stomach hurt.

I sit up and snatch my toes away from the horrid little grin that came up to my mattress height.

"One thing hasn't changed" Sycamore observed "your feet are still as ticklish as they were when you were six years old"

"And you are still as aggravating" I throw back.

"Get up Wench" he teased, throwing my robe at me "it's your wedding day... and Andromeda was up two hours ago. She's almost fully dressed with her entire wedding party on their third jug of wine..."

I sit bolt upright, my golden hair falling down my shoulders from the cloth hair ties Cricket had placed them in overnight to have my hair curl slightly.

"She is" I ask with surprise. "Wait... how are we splitting our wedding party... whose coming to help me" I ask.

Sycamore has a maid place down my breakfast tray and then he comes back over and holds out my robe to hurry me along. "Andromedas mother is here, she is helping with Eris and Robin, and Cricket told me she was crashing the party until you awoke from your slumber. I'm afraid that your delay in waking has left her a little merrier than all expected"

"It's only ..." I search for my bedside clock to check the time, expecting it to say seven AM. "It's... TEN" I practically scream as I jump out of the bed, grabbing my robe and racing to my breakfast tray. I take some strawberries and hurriedly munch them down whilst simultaneously sipping down tea.

"As requested, Willow is waiting for you in the drawing room. Cricket I Will send for now"

"Hurry... and have Willow come down now" I say gesturing for him to leave the room with haste "oh and Sycamore"

He pauses. I look to him over the tea cup "yes" he asks.

"Call me a wench again and I'll make you guardian to one of Elms boys. That rowdy little one who looks like he tortures small things for fun"

He narrows his eyes at me "you wouldn't dare"

I narrow my eyes back "try me"

He huffs off and leaves. His displeasure makes me smile.