Armana Frauleins
The golden gown shimmering through my body as if I'm made out of golden beads. How beautiful can a woman be? Well, you can see right through the mirror. I look like a Queen. 
"That's because you are a Queen." Scarlet replied. 
Did I say that out loud? Oops. 
"I don't know Suzie... These..." I moved my hands through my dress. "They do not belong to me and they don't suit me at all." 
Scarlet narrowed her eyes, looking through me. "Remember the dream you had about the real Armana Frauleins?" She asked suddenly. "This is you. You are now the real Armana Frauleins. Don't stop when you came this far." 
A knock interrupted both of us. 
"Come in!" I ordered.
Another golden angel came into view. Oh sorry. The devil. Lorenzo Morelli. 
He entered. His eyes were stuck on me. He didn't move or speak. He simply stared at me like I was a great invention of God.  
"I am ready." I broke the silence. I, myself wasn't ready to face him. He was the least person I want to see right now. 
I couldn't sleep last night thinking about the moment we had last night. The kiss was really seductive, I must admit. 
"You look...Beautiful." He complimented. 
I looked at Scarlet who smirked and I rolled my eyes. 
"You-...look charming as well." I smiled.
He stepped forward and forwarded his hand, "Shall we?" 
I took it and nodded. 
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"The great Royal Majesties and The Duke has arrived!" 
We entered with lots of eyes on us. 
"This never makes me feel comfortable." Nikolai whispered near my ears and I laughed. 
"It sure doesn't." I shrugged. 
Lorenzo spoke, "Attending the Royal duties is one of the most important duties a Royal Man has, Nikolai. Stop complaining." 
My eyes met Lorenzo's and his eyes softened, "And you, my Queen. You shan't be uncomfortable in my presence. I will make sure you feel comfortable." He kissed my forehead which left Nikolai and I speechless. Probably the audiences too... 
Who is this man? 
"Your Majesties and Your Grace! Welcome. It is my honour that you could attend my daughter's wedding." The Baron greeted us. 
"Where is Lady Madeline?" I asked. 
"Ah-! She's busy being a former young Maiden! Hah!" His jokes didn't get to us, yet we laughed. Lorenzo didn't. "She is in her room." 
"I must go to her." I informed Lorenzo and he nodded. 
"Take Lucas with you."
                                      
                                   
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