Love, Trust, And Magic Dust

Chapter 1

Alec's POV

Spending all day in the thrown room planning my demise. Oh did I say that out loud?! I ment wedding. Anyways it's not my idea of fun nor what I want. I had always said if I was getting merried, it'd be for love. This....I don't want this. AND on top of everything else, I have to watch our servents, which are werewolves, get treated like absolute shit! And our jesters, as my parents would say, are Downworlders. I hate it!
In the middle of my thoughts, I was brought out by my Father calling me.

"Alec, are you alright son?" I shook my head and got up from my soon-to-be thrown.

"Well, to tell you the truth....no." I said looking out the windows. He laid his hand gently on my shoulder.

"What is it son?" I sighed. At least he'd listen. Mother always gets the last word.

"Can I ask you a question?" He nodded.

"Course. You can ask me anything." I began pacing again.

"When you first became of age, Did you have to be fored into Marrage? I mean, did you marry Mother because you had to or because you wanted to?" I fiddled with my engagement ring and he looked down and let out a breath. We began walking again.

"Yes and..no." I guess he too my confused face as a sign to re-word. "I married you Mother because I had to do what was best for the kingdom yes. But also no because I did fall in love with her. And if it wasn't for that, I'd never have you. Your a blessing Alec. I may not agree with somethings but your a blessing." As he patted my cheek I looked down. He could tell something else was wrong. "What brough all this on?"

"Father I dont'-" I was cut off my my mother walking in and steeling the attention as per usual.

"Ah, there you are Alec, the rehursal starts any minute!" She grabbed my arm and walked me down to the ball room. As we were all most there I stopped my Mother to talk. I had to at least try to call it off. I may be a Shadowhunter and doing it for my people, but that doesn't mean I can't marry for love! And that's exactly what I told her.

"Now you listen here," She said stopping me with a hault. "No son of mine is gonna make his own choices. Your brothers will do the same, along with your sister. We make these alliances for the good of the people."

"That may be true Mother but It doesn't mean I can't marry for love! You said about making proper choices for practice to be king one day," She nodded still angry. "But where does it say, in any scroll, that I have to be forced?" After that I walked off. I went to the rehersal because I had nowhere else to be. I walked down the isle and saw the preecher. More like a Monk.

"We have been waiting for you. Let the rehearsal begin!" I had to re-walk down the isle then wait for Lydia. She was my fiancee. My parents wanted the union to be with another strong Shadowhunter family, such as the Branwells'. As she was walking down the isle in her brand new pink floral dress, I couldn't help but hold my breath. She was beautiful yes but, I didn't want to do this..

She got closer.

I couldn't...

And closer.

I can't...

She stood right in front of me and took my hands. I couldn't look at her, how could I? I felt bad because I knew she didn't want this either. She loved someone and that someone wasn't me. My heart started pounding. I was gonna do something drastic. My mother finally sat in a chair. I was gonna do it. I looked at Lydia.

"Do you Lydia Branwell take Alec Lightwood, to be you're husband? To have and to hold, for sickness and in health, till death do you part?" My eyes sofened and I saw her put on a fake smile. Don't do it Lydia, please!