The Selection

Chapter 15

     "Ok. Bye mom."
       Hmm. Mom thinks I should just marry him, but I don't want to. I do though. I love him. Should I? Yes. Later. In the meantime, I am going to plan my wedding. To the prince of Illea.
       Our wedding will be a rustic style. With Roses an ivy. The colors are rose, cream, and gold. But my wedding dress is another story.
       I haven't quite finished yet, but, it's a mermaid, strapless dress, made completely from French silk and lace. It has a long train, like nine feet. The queen's dress must be breathtaking. Speaking of queens, queen Clara has been helping us design and plan. She is so sweet. Her wedding dress was beautiful. My sister, Ella, Madison, Josie, Chaney, and Aimee will be my bridesmaids. Their dresses are a soft rose. They will pick out the style.
       I am going horseback riding with Mason now. I will ride Magic, a beautiful golden horse, and Mason will ride sunny, a platinum blonde horse, per say. I am wearing a  long flowing dress, with a light jacket. It's getting cooler now. We've been here two months, but it has just now been getting chilly, in November. The grateful feast is nearing every day. I wonder what it will be like? Could I be Princess of Illea?
       On our ride, Mason and I trot along, talking about our wedding, when disaster strikes. There are rebels trying to shoot us. Magic gets spooked and she takes of galloping into the woods, and Mason goes as fast as he can.  But the rebels are following. We race for our lives for an hour, but we eventually lose them. But we lose something else. Our way.
       "Caroline!" He yells. "Are you alright?"
        "No." I cry, barely able to speak through the pain. We were going so fast, I didn't realize that I had been shot in the the thigh.
        "Come here! Get down!"
         "I can't." I whisper, but the light is fading fast.
         "We'll stay here tonight. The guards will come looking soon. I'll take care of you darling, don't worry." He tells me, trying not to cry.
         " Mason?"
         "Yes?"
         "I love you."
         "I love you too, my dear."
        And I don't remember the rest, like how Mason ripped up his shirt and bandaged my leg, or how he searched for water and a place to sleep for the night. But I do remember waking up in the middle of the night, to see him staring at me in absolute adoration.
        The next morning, I wake up in a hospital room. My leg feel strangely fine, but it looks terrible. Mason is here. He has taken the day off work for me.
        " Carrie? Are you ok, darling?"
         " I think so."
         "Good. They found us early in the morning, and rushed us back. I was worried sick about my fiance, so I took off to stay with you. You won't be ab li e to walk on it for a week, and it'll scar, but you'll be fine."
        "Mason. I'm ready."
        " Really? Already?"
        "Yes. I don't want to wait to get hurt again. The kingdom is getting antsy, and I love you, so why wait?"
        "I'll announce it in a week. It'll narrow down to You and Willow, and I'll announce it." He said through a grin."
        " Ok. My wedding dress is definitely done by now! I can't wait to see it!"
        " Good bye, my dearest." He said with a long kiss and the happiest face I'd ever seen.