Chapter 3: Dinner with the Prince

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Leo POV:

I went upstairs to rest for a while before dinner. While walking to my room, I saw a glimpse of Gemini sleeping.

Is she that hurt? Why are there so many cuts on her? Thank lord Virgo got the job done.

Gemini's door was slightly open so I slowly entered the room and sat next to her bed.

She was sleeping so peacefully, almost like an angel. If only she was an angel. I grinned. The glares she shot me where anything but angelic.

I sighed deeply and looked at her one more time.

I slowly got up and walked out the door slowly closing it behind me.

If only she knew...

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Gemini POV:

That felt great. I wish I could sleep more, but that Prince Weirdo, I mean Prince Leo, Is going to roar at me if I don't make it to dinner on time.

I got up from the bed and asked one of the maids to call Virgo for me.

"I'm here." Virgo stepped into my room with a long green dress. The top of the dress was covered in lace and the rest of the dress gracefully flowed down.

It's beautiful.

"The Prince wanted you to wear this."

She handed the dress and a small box.

"What's in the box?" I asked.

"There's a necklace and an engagement ring."

"WHAT! I thought he was joking!", I screamed.

Did he really think I wanted to marry him? What a joke.

Me, marry that weirdo, never happening.

Ever.

"Well, you did agree to the marriage", Virgo stated.

"I thought he was only trying to make me angry", I mumbled.

"I need to talk to him.", I sighed.

What have I gotten myself into?

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After getting ready.....

Leo POV:

This girl is sure taking her time. Does putting a dress on really take that long?

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..

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The doors to the room opened to reveal a beautiful looking girl.

Whoa.....she...looks....stunning.....

Gemini took a seat at the opposite side of the table.

"Well hello, honey," I smirked when she sharply turned her head to me.

"I. Am. Not. Your. Honey", she snapped.

"Since you're marrying me, you are my 'honey'", I replied.

Throughout the rest of the dinner, there was only silence.

I could even hear the crickets outside.

Then something caught my eye.

She wore the necklace but not the ring.

"Hemm", I cleared my throat.

She looked up at me with a glare.

"Why didn't you wear the ring?", I asked, stirring the food on my plate absently.

"I didn't feel like it", she sassily replied.

"What do mean you didn't feel like it? If you're getting married to me...",

"Excuse me, I am tired", she stood up and left through the doors.

As the doors slammed, I sighed. She was obviously not tired...

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