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(--Two Weeks Later--)

{--Marinette--}

I walk around the castle, my hand against the wall as I walk. My eyesight is still getting used to light so everyday the lights in the castle get a little brighter. The windows stay covered. They're still dimmed but brighter then yesterday. I'm still marrying Nathanael. Our wedding is in a week. My feet are bare as I walk. I'm just, walking. I look at the paintings across from me and stop and look at one of me. I look so bored. I put my hand back on the wall and keep walking. I turn down a hall, then another, then another until I hear something. Yelling. I walk down the hall. It's Tikki and Plaggs room.

"This is insane!" Tikki crosses her arms.

"She's marrying him Tikki! End of discussion!" Play gestures an 'X' with his hands.

"She doesn't love him anymore!"

"So?" Tears were in Tikkis eyes.

"I got to marry you out of love. Why can't she?" She softened and he hugs her.

"I want her to marry out of love but he's not a vampire. He needs to be." Who?

"Adriens a good boy. He wouldn't hurt her and Nathanael, he clearly only cares about the crown." He does. He's always asking to see my tiara. Adrien, he asks if my feet hurt if I've been walking in heels all day and if I want a massage so I'm not so tense.

"He is but he's not a vampire and-" I know. I walk away from the room and walk down the hall. I turn down another one, my hand running on the wall as I walk. It's soothing. I hear my name being yelled as I turn again and feet patting against the ground. I'm being homeschooled again. Plagg says it's only until I get married.

"Marinette!" Someone puts their hand on my shoulder and pants my name. "God, you're impossible to catch up too," I keep walking. He walks with me. "Not talking huh?" It still hurts.

"Hurts."

Adrien nods. "Want some tea? I know tea helps," I nod and we walk to the kitchen. He makes me tea. First time with me being in here. It's so big. Adrien hands me the cup and I drink it."Better?" I make the so-so gesture. My fangs throb. I tap them. "Hungry?" I nod. He rolls up his sleeve and I bit into his arm. I drink a little and he rolls it back down when I'm done. We walk more and I look at paintings and sculptures and plants. I find an old door. It doesn't look like anyone's been in here for a while. "Wanna go in?" I nod and he opens the door. We walk in and my eyes fill with tears. It's mamans room. "Mari, what's wrong?"

"M-Maman." I choke out.

"This was your moms room?" I nod. I haven't been in here since I was eight. I only slept in her room when I got here. I feel a tear go down my face. I wipe it away. "L-Let's leave." I nod and we walk out of her room. We walk down the halls more and find a glass door. We walk in. It's a small garden. My small garden. I forgot I asked for this place but the maids took care of it while I was doing Princess things. I walk in and a maid is watering flowers.

"Princess!" She bows to me. I walk to her and gently grab her chin and she stands up. She can't be more then my age. I look at the flowers. Blue bells. Mamans favorite. "Would you like to water them?" I look at her and nod slightly. She gives me the watering can and I tip it a little. Water comes out and I smile. I water a couple more then leave her. We walk down the hall more.

I'm...lost. We walk until we reach my room where I stand at my closet door. I want to change but I can't ask Adrien. Ever since I got back to the castle people are always helping me. But he's seen me in my underwear before because he always have to around me. I open the door and pick out a white tank top and grey sweatpants. I don't want to be in this dress anymore. "Do you want to change?" He asks as he stands in the doorway and I nod. He blushes and so do I. I want to ask him to help me but I can't. He's a guy. The guy I like. I struggle to reach the zipper but he gets it. I take the dress off and he helps me put on the tank top and sweats. He looks at me and I blush. His head bobs down. I close my eyes. I can feel his breath. His lips brush mine. Someone clears their throat and we stop.

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