The Ceremony Part One

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Finally we came to more big wooden doors with similar carvings on them but these only had wolves and no dragons, that was kind of strange, I felt a little disappointed with that. Two big men dressed in black suites stood guard in front of them, again very modern completely out of place with their surroundings. They opened the big doors and I almost thought they would groan under the weight of it, but they seem to open up with ease, either these men were very strong or the doors mechanism was very good. Again my train of thoughts amazed me, how the hell does someone think of these kind of things when you don't know what the future holds. I was escorted into a huge hall that looked like a lot of dances might have been held here at some point in time, but haven't seen any for long time. There was a huge chandelier hanging from the middle of the ceiling, the walls was a dark colour making it a bit intimidating with a very doom and gloom feeling hanging in the air. The other ten women stood in the centre in a straight line, but this time they were cleaned up and dressed in attire not far from my own with their heads hung low in a submissive fashion. I was the only one dressed in black; the others dresses were red and theirs covered a bit more of their bodies than mine did. Wow, they really made sure that I stood out from the others, that made me even more self-conscious in what I was wearing. They put me next to the same young woman as before, but now I could see how young  she was, guessing her age to be between 17 and 19, it made my anger come back to the surface at these people, but I decided not to let my anger get the best of me, I didn't want to find out what would happen if I lashed out at them. I took in a deep breath and calmed myself down before I completely lost my shit and slap the crap out of a few of theses people. The big doors was closed and a hush fell over the room, the silence was overwhelming and eerie, all the other woman was standing on the side of the big hall, but the woman who had escorted me to the bedroom before wasn't there. "Great as if I wasn't enough of an outcast back home, now I am on my own here in this place too" I rolled my eyes as I realised where my stupid thoughts was leading. It's not like I ever cared about it before, it was my way of life and I was used to it by now, so why the hell would I start caring about it now.

Then Catherine came from behind three big chairs that were standing on what looked like a stage, I almost burst out laughing because the chairs made me think of Kings and Queens and princes with knights at the round table again. Instead I just cleared my throat, and coughed to cover it up, looking back at the "stage", Seeing Catherine sit down on the chair in the middle, it hit me then with a shock that Catherine was the proverbial queen of this palace like place. Again confusion made me almost dizzy, "Why did a woman like Catherine take an special interest in a plain woman like myself?" the thoughts ran through my head, going around and around in circles. When I looked up I saw Catherine looking directly at me and was smiling as if to reassure me in some way but it sure as fuck wasn't working, not with this feeling I get from her. Then a young man came from behind the chairs, he looked to be the same age as the young woman standing next to me, the resembles between him and Catherine was very obvious, which would make him her son. He was a handsome young man, tall with dark brown hair and a body build that would make the girls back home drool over him, I couldn't see his eye colour from here but it seemed to be a light colour; he went and sat down on the left of Catherine, his face as blank as a blank page. A movement caught my eye and when I looked at the girl next to me, I saw her shifting from one foot to the other with a  light blush on her cheeks. "Seriously" I thought to myself, "can you not be so obvious about your drooling" I almost said to her out loud, but stopped myself in time.

Knowing all too well what the girl was feeling, I just rolled my eyes again. Seriously if this continued with all the eye rolling they will stick to the back of my head, I only shook my head and looked back at the two people in front of me. Another man came from behind the chairs; this one was closer to my age if not a bit older and was the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He was around 6, 5 in height and a little bit taller than the young man, his hair was as white as snow and fell neatly down to his shoulders, I have never seen hair that white before, it almost blinded you it was that white. His clothes clung to him and his build was even more impressive than the young man's was, his biceps was huge and chest very well defined even through his shirt, his long legs was bulging in his trousers and I was wondering when it would rip so I could get a better view. I almost choked at the thought of me drooling over a guy, but unlike the young woman next to me I didn't shift on my feet or blushed at the sight of him. In my head I was smacking myself repeatedly, "You are no better than the young woman you just scolded in your head" I screamed at myself and immediately pulled myself together after cursing myself a few more times, this wasn't the time to become a blustering idiot and that over a man I knew nothing about. I learned at a young age to hide my feelings and to show only a blank face, showing emotions only got you hurt and I wasn't planning on going through anything like that again, besides what good did any type of emotion really do, it didn't solve your problems (case and point with were I am standing) most of the time it made situations worse, so what's the point of having them at all, so doing as I always do I pushed the off switch on my emotions and stood straighter with my head held high and my shoulders pulled back. Now that move might have pushed my chest out a little more, but I didn't give two fuck's about my appearence anymore. There was more important things to worry about than how much of my breast was on display for all to see..

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