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No Other Way (Long story)

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Kinda medieval times or around that era where this was common

~Summary~
-AU
-Enid G!P
-Smut
The Addams family have been in debt for sometime, they have tried everything but the only thing that can bring them out of poverty is marriage.
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"Wednesday your mother has requested that you stop with the glum attitude tonight. This is the biggest suitor yet" Isabel, Wednesdays maid, spoke as she dressed her

The goth was silent as she looked at her black gown in the mirror

Tight

Uncomfortable

She hated the idea of practically being sold while her family enjoys the money

"This isn't fair" she said softly

"Well it's the only way to keep the manor from dying" The maid spoke once more

A knock at the door caught their attention

Her mother

"Thank you Isabel you may go" she order "Wednesday you must stifle your dark humor tonight. We want you to be married"

"You're selling me for profit"

"We are not selling you, it was about time we looked at suitors. In fact we waited long enough, 18 is much too old" Mortica looked out the big glass window

The goth didn't say anything

She knew arguing would get her no where

"Now come on to the dining hall"

They made their way around the dark cold manor

Into the huge dining room where a big table was being filled with her family and other guests

Mostly ladies and lords

A few kings and princesses

"Who is the suitor" The raven haired girl asked

She had never seen so many people gather for a meeting

"She should be here soon" Mortica made her way over to Gomez, sitting in the chair next to his

"She?" Wednesday mumbled to herself before sitting down

Everyone looked nervous as they ate

Finally the doors opened once more

A tall blonde girl wearing armor waltzed in

Gomez and Mortica immediately stood up

Everyone followed

A woman behind announced her arrival

"Lord Enid Sinclair from Sinclair manor"

Lord? The goth thought to herself

She's a woman how could she have that suffix.....did she seriously pay for it-

Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother nudging her to get up

The armored lady sat right in front of the goth

Everyone sat down

"I'd assume you're Lady Wednesday?"

The shorter girl didn't say anything

She continued her meal

"Yes this is my daughter, Lady Wednesday Addams" Mortica chimed in