forbidden love

chapter 11

EMILYS POV

                               Sitting in the corner of the room curled into a ball, I listened to the preperations being made for my forced wedding. I broke down a few times with the relization that i will never see my beloved anymore. That I will be foremore trapped in a loveless marrage with an arragant fare who will take control of the throne that I could care less about. If there was a way to kill myself I probally would have. But fae can't die that easily. We could only die when the universe thinks its time for us to go, and then we are sent into the earth and new life is born. Sometimes in a shape of a plant or even a tree, even food for other fae to survive on.

             The door suddenly opened and there stood my father an two servent girls carrying a wedding dress. "It is time to get ready." he proclaimed. I just sat there.

                 "Don't make this anymore difficult Emily!" He roared.   I just glared at him. "I'm not the one making this difficult father. I'm not the one forcing a lovless marriage." I snapped.

 " How dare you speak to me like that. You will go through this wedding, You and your soon to be husband will take over as rulers of this tribe as soon as it is my time to pass to natures everlasting life cycle. You will happily bare many children to your husband, as you both guide the tribe to protect our home and everything that is pure and good. You will forget these wild and foolish ways. You will forget that outside world. You will follow your true destiny and stand by your husbands side at the head of this tribe. Do you understand me child?!!!"

I have never seen my father so angery. I also never felt so angry and betrayed in my life before. How could he stand there and expect me to do something that better suits him? How can he expect me not to follow my heart? This couldn't be my true destiny, there had to be something more. Not that it mattered anymore. No one was going to stop this, no one was going to stand up to my father. Maybe I should just stop fighting and give in to what is going on, just like everyone eles. It's not like anyone one would take a stand with me. Hell, my own best friend turned against me and ratted me out to my father. What was the point anymore.

       I stood up and allowed the handmaiden assist with putting on the wedding dress. Two more maidens entered to do my hair and face paint. I was silent the whole time. I just got lost in my head, I didn't want to be tempted to start something I knew I wouldn't succeed at at.  After about an hour, i was ready for the destiny that my father had planned for me. I glanced in the looking glass. I had to admitt that I looked like the perfect bride. I was stunning, a dream come true. Too bad the rest of the day wasn't my dream come true.  My heart was telling me to fight this, my mind was telling me to just give in, that there was no point. 

             The outside preperations were completed. The seats were starting to fill with everyone in the tribe. My nerves were getting to me, and my heart, soul, and body screamed for me to run. But my mind knew that I couldn't. On top of the fact that no one would help me. I would live the rest of my long life not knowing love. But there was a responsibility to the tribe that had to be filled that fell on my shoulders. I was after all the only child of the king. Sadly  the queen had died before bringing more fae children into our world. I was the only one that could continue the royal line and keep the tribe together and functioning. Because the one who held my heart, soul, and love was not fae, I had to be forced into a marriage with our highest rank warrior.

   When the seats were full, soft fae music started to play. It was an idication that the ceremony was starting. This was it. My life fullfilling my royal responsibility was about to start.

      Younger fae flitted twords the alter where my future husband waited. after a few moments, it was my turn to walk down the path to my new, unwanted life. 

                          With a blank expression on my face, I walked forward. I didn't dare to look at anyones face. I didn't want to know what anyone was thinking. I didn't think I really cared at that point.

 When I finally made it to the alter, the music stopped. My father stood before me and my future husband. After a moment of reverant silance, he began the ceremony. 

             My father talked of responsibility and love. He talked about how the universe entwines two souls together, and how when one soul passes over, it is reborn in to nature. he talked about how the second soul must carry on with it responsibility with the knowlwdege that one day they too will pass over and be reborn the same way thier soul mate was so that they can continue thier designed destiny together forever.  it was wierd to hear this when I felt that the man before me was not in any way my soul mate. What did the universe really think of our union? 

                         Did they approve of our union like my father? Or did they feel as I did? Why would the universe allow me to be the way I am and to feel the way I feel if in the end my destiny was to marry for only responsibility and feel no love or freedom? Why would I be allowed to wounder into a world of humans and fall in love if I was to be torn away? I just didn't understand it.

                 As my father got to the part where we would accept our union, there was a camotion. Everyone turned to see what was going on. There, in midair on 3 bumble riders was 3 figures. I couldn't believe my eyes when I realized who they were. I was in total shock. 

                        Could this be real, or was I dreaming?

EDITORS NOTE: YES, I AM LEAVING THIS CHAPTER AT A CLIFF HANGER. PLEASE RATE, COMMENT AND SHARE. MORE TO COME SOON.