My beautiful bride-to-be sits on the floor, stunned by my aunt's actions. I wasn't though. I knew if....when I passed the test that the rest would happen quickly, but there was no way I could have prepared my beautiful, fragile savior for any of this. There is not enough time; there is no time at all.
I move closer to the edge of the bed keeping in mind that they had stripped me completely, or maybe they didn't dress me at all. I peer down at her, seeing that she is trying to process all of this.
I'm royalty; the throne will be mine as soon as we marry. The ceremonies happen one right after the other. She will be my Queen and rule beside me in OUR kingdom.
In the end, I'm taking her from her deplorable slavery to my humble shack, and ultimately, to this castle to rule beside me over so many.
I know her fiery temper will keep me honest, but her kind, caring ways along with her compassion for people--even those that are wrong--will make her prefect advocate for our women and children.
I shake myself out of my musing and offer her my hand to help her up. Still keeping a hold of her hand, I pull her down to sit beside me, needing to reassure her with a simple kiss. However, her need for more overwhelms us until short, sure knocks can be heard on the door.
We both pull away and sigh at being interrupted. Again.
My valet and a lady's maid comein; one is here to drag her away, while the other is here to torture me intolooking presentable.
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The Cabin, the Woods, and the Wolf #watty2016
WerewolfWaking up in a place she doesn't know. Remembering vague details about she got there. Lastly there is the fact she is being held in the cabin by a massive wolf, who shows when he wants or when she is about to escape back to her own miserable house...
