𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑 ~ 𝑊𝐿𝑊

Chapter Fifteen// The wedding pt.2

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~Rose pov~

Waking up early that morning, I wasn't in the big familiar room with the purple sheets that smelled pureply likeex girlfriend. Instead I woke up in the realm of Lothelien.

I was awoken by isabelle that embarrassingly has been waking me up every morning for the past year. I have a tendency to sleep in past my alarms. I realized it was a coping mechanism for my grief and I guess I'm just accustomed to it now.

The little bottle of purple liquid stayed in the pocket of my bra against my breast bone as maidens stripped me from my sleepwear.

I didn't let the potion out of my sight. Not for one second. I was afraid to misplace it. I was very sure that this was all the magical stuff I will get and I wasn't going to lose it.

I still didn't know when I was going to make the trip back home yet, but the thought of seeming my family again made me excited and seeing baby Leon again but, my excitement dimmed when I realized he didn't know his mommy was dead. I didn't want to be the one to tell him it would break me all over again.

"My lady" the blonde seamstress cleared her throat. Snapping me from my
thoughts. I look at the women holding up the off the shoulder white wedding dress with a floral design around the waist. A dress I didn't not choose to wear, but It didn't matter. None of this mattered. It was just an alliance. A fake Marriage.

I nodded plainly at the seamstress and she smiled turning me around while unfastening the zipper at the back of the dress

"Are you excited?" She asked as she draped the dress over my naked front like a bra. I slipped my arms into the comfortable off the shoulder sleeves

"Yes" I lied I wasn't excited. I was annoyed actually. Dreading walking down to aisle and smiling fakely in peoples faces.
But I quickly reminded myself it would all be over as soon. I could go back home within the next few hours and Alicent would have her throne and all would be fine.

We could pretend to be wife and wife in the eye of our people for a little while but in the private eye away from everyone we would be separate. Not wives, not in love, not a newly wed couple thinking about kids within the next few years.

I didn't know how long we would be married for. That was probably something I should have asked before hand but I supposed a year or so, or maybe just until Alicent fully gets herself on Lotheliens throne and then we would gratefully be divorced.

The seamstress squealed behind me as if it was her own wedding day "I remember being married for the first time gosh it was amazing I was overjoyed and I'm sure you will be too when you see your wife"

I laughed lowly "mhm I'm sure" I said trying to be polite. I wished she would just hurry up and put me in this dress already.

The seamstress turned my around to face her again. Nodding and smiling at how perfectly the dress fit me. Hugging every curve of my hips and the muscular tone of my thighs.

I didn't look at myself in the mirror when she told me to.
I shook my head and she just nodded looking disappointed.
I could tell she suspected I wasn't as excited as I was letting on but didn't question it.

With a yell from the seamstress the makeup and hair team swarmed into the room like a bunch of bees.

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~Narrators pov~

As soon as the clock hit five the wedding guests immediately swarmed through the doors of the venue and towards the white chairs waiting for them.