In To The Demon's Arms

6. The Devil is Born

My head aches because of his sudden decision. He should have said it earlier so I can inform my family and for them to be free on that day. I hope they'll find time for me.

I called them on the phone and I was lucky they are free on that day. My burden has lessened.

On the day of our wedding, we only invited the important people in our surrounding areas including my family.

I put on my long sleeved silver wedding gown which fits very well because I gained weight. It has been decided by Lord Rife and I a few years ago when we got a bit drunk and tried to design for my gown. I couldn't believe it's now here wrapped around my body. He's right, I looked very beautiful with it including the gold colored hair pin on my wavy long hair and a white high heeled shoes.

Claude sent me a set of jewelries to wear. A white pearl necklace and a pair of pearl earings which I can remember that his mother's wearing in one of the paintings downstairs. I just realized it was a family heirloom passed from generation to generation.

My servants assisted me out and finaly, they put my veil on my crown.

"Lady Lux, are you a virgin, or not?" She asked me and I looked at her with a curious stare.

She doesn't seemed to be joking so I answered, "yes, is there a problem?" I returned a question for her to answer.

She didn't look at me. She's focused on fixing my veil. "Lady Lux, there are rules on wearing a veil in a wedding. If you are a virgin during the wedding, the veil should be worn covering your face, if not, they should be epened and positioned behind you." She explained to me while covering my face.

"I wasn't aware. I remembered the late Lady Rife teaching those to me but I didn't expected that it is still applied until now." I scratched my nose when the silk touched it.

"Too bad, you are like an offering to that Devil. He will grow more and more stronger after feeding on you." I heard her murmurring to herself but I still hear her.

"Excuse me?" I asked her with my brows connecting to each other. She escapes by leaving me to the other servants.

...

During our wedding, it was like nothing but a formal meeting. Lady Rife said that it also happened between her and Lord Rife but as soon as the time goes by, their life became colorful and happy. A secluded wedding is a lot weirder than any wedding you ever see.

'Duh! Good for the both of them because I can see that Claude here is hopeless. He started being a bad ass kid. That's is what he was.'

Our audience are aware of my job and obligations as his wife. Being his wife will never be easy. That's why they never wanted their children to be involved with Claude when he was a kid. They know the struggle of becoming a ruler's wife.

Some ambitious parents tried to push their daughters but Lord Rife didn't seem to notice them or to want them. I was the only one he had his eyes on. But I don't even felt special. I'm just a weird loner kid with weird noisy and happy parents who are very caring.

I stepped on the aisle slowly while he's waiting and the audiences watch me.

His neat sleeked blond hair blended with his silver coated satin suit. He looks stunning. 'A wolf under the sheep's skin.'

Our wedding day is the second time he kissed me. Just to seal the deal and the certificates are signed.

The party was organized in his house and everyone got invited. We received gifts and blessings.

"It's time for another boring tradition, a dance." He whispered and raised my hand for me to stand up. We started to dance with the slow music, sliding our feet and waving our arms with grace. The couple have taught me this dance since Lady Rife has taken me to their house for etiquette. After she died, I never danced this ever again. "I love your scent. Is that a perfume." He sniffs on the air while proceeding to another dance. Everyone enters the dance floor to join us.

"It's not a perfume, Claude. That's just my shampoo." I answered while I pulled his arm back to our spot. "How is everything by the way? Your father used to show me everything. We helped each other in finding solutions. It's not right for you to hide it from me." I glanced at him and drink a glass of water.

"I preferred to do it in my own way." He excuses himself and goes to the bathroom. I took a deep breath and leaned on my chair. Maybe there's no hope for him to rely on me. This isn't right.

We ended the celebration at twelve in the midnight. The edges of my eyes are hurting tired.

I entered my room and locked it immediately. Our marriage is just a contract. It's not necessary for us to sleep in one bed. I immediately slept out of fatigue.

...

"Mmm!" My mouth is covered by a warm palm as he ripped my night gown away from my body.

My eyes widened in fear of what he's going to do. The moon is the only source of light and half of his face is only what I can see. He looks like a devil intruding my room to violate me. He's already naked and kissed my skin everywhere he wants.

He roughly took away my bra and tore my panty until there's nothing left on my body. He kicked the blanket and I can no longer cover myself with the cold.

I can feel his heaviness with him on top of me. I screamed asking for help, but no one seems to hear me. They can hear me but they can't help me.

He owned me the entire night while I cried silently, pained and ripped apart. I feel like my soul has been taken away from me. This body, it no longer belongs to me but to him.

...

The next day came, I can't get out of the bed. I fell sick and unable to go to work. I still tried to wear another night gown and slept the whole day.

I wanted to sleep and never wake up anymore. But fate didn't allowed that to happen. The suffering has just begun.

Claude visited me in my room and convince me to eat. He never slept in my room after that. He no longer forced me to have sex anymore and I felt relieved.

I came back to the office to continue my work after being sick for a week. My body regained it's strength and I'm energetic. I helped my mind to be positive and accept that I have obligations too as his wife. 'To give him pleasure at night.' This is my defeat but it's one of the reason that I have been chosen. It's a package deal I have to bear.

We finished our work as normal as before, like nothing had happened. I prepared his room, which used to be Lord Rife's room, fixed his bed, boiled the kettle with tea and arranged his clothes.

"You shouldn't be here." I looked at the woman talking to me and saw her glaring eyes.

I raised my eyebrow, "who are you?" I took a deep breath. "Ahh... the indecent woman who appeared in Lady Rife's burial. How shameful, you still have the guts to come here." I threw an insulting but true accusation to her with grin.

She seemed moved by my strength and she left me like a spanked kid. She's older but I can not let her disrespect me. I have my rights too. 'Thank you, Lord Rife for teaching me to be diplomatic, I handled her very well.' That's the reason why he has been tough on me.

The next day came, I was in the office, arranging Claude's appointments. I sit down on the chair.

"Huh!" It was no longer a chair but Claude's lap. He spread my thighs and rubbed his palm from from my hips down to my knees. I tried to resist but his left arm trapped my waist.

His right hand travelled from my thighs going up to my chest. He massaged my breasts as I closed my eyes and bite my lips in pleasure. 'What's going on? I thought you hate it?'

Maybe I was wrong. Once I felt it's pleasure, I couldn't resist it. I wanted more! Go on, proceed! I want it! Yeah, that's right, ugh!