Miraculous short- stories book 3 by Summer Cheng @SummerCheng37.

You are Officially Invited...Part 4 by Summer Cheng@SummerCheng37(Adrienette)

  Adrien's POV:

 Troy and I finished drinking something from two different cups. Troy looked as if he were in a daze when he finished his. It was like he was a bit off. "Troy, you okay, there buddy?" I asked. Troy remained still. I waved a hand in front of his face.

    Troy sneezed twice, coughed once, and sneezed again. His face started to change color, and he began to freak out. "Ah, help!" he screamed.

   I watched in sheer horror as Troy turned into an ogre. He was bright orange too.  He gulped. He hoped he would not turn into some odd creature as well. Soon, Troy vanished. 

      I was left standing there alone. He looked at Marinette, who sat in the chair with her hands over her eyes. He longed to pull her close and comfort her. How could he? He did not know her, and she did not know him.  

     

    The ceremony continues...

      Marinette's Grandpa grinned. He knew that the blonde was the one. He passed the test. 

         "Young man, come up here, and sit beside Marinette." He said.  I hesiasted, should he?

         Marinette looked up, "You better do as he says."  She did not look at Adrien as she spoke. I sighed but took the seat offered him.

         I did not know what I had gotten myself into.  I took the glass, taller than last, and sipped it. Then, the old man handed it to Marinette. She wept as she sipped from the same glass. I felt sorry for her.  More sorry, than I had been in a long time. I wanted to make her happy. How?

       I  could not even get her to look at me. The man said something I did not quite understand.  I  held one of the girl's hands and kissed her cheek. The elderly man seemed pleased.  Marinette tried to show no emotion but I sensed something troubled her.

          

      Narrarotor's POV:
   Adrien and Marinette were ordered to stand. They did. They took turns saying something that confused Adrien. Why did the words seem familiar? Where had he heard them before?

      Before he could ask, Marinette said something almost the same but included a few different words.  Then, he felt her slip something on his finger. It was the same color as his hair and he blushed at the contact. He looked at her finger and saw a ring on hers. What?  What did he do? Had he done, what he thought he had? Had he gone and married the beautiful, yet heartbroken girl?  

          Marinette's Grandfather smiled in approval. "Now, kiss her to finish, then she is all  yours, my boy."  He said.

          Adrien sighed. He better get this over with since he felt neither would enjoy it.  He lifted the small veil, and kissed her lips. He wished he could have tasted them longer since they fit so well with his. Wait, what? He pulled away. He felt the heat rise to his face in shame.

           The girl looked furious. Oh, boy, had he stolen her first kiss?  He knew it was his first one. Too bad, she had not returned it. Great, now he was married to a stranger who hated him.

                 Adrien's  POV:
     

              Marinette and I left, but unsure how to proceed I drove her to my small cottage. 

              "What did he mean by she is all yours?" I asked. Marinette refused to look at me as she answered, "He meant now that the arrangement is over, you can do with me as you please. It means I have to obey you in every way. I can't refuse."