CHAPTER IX

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"You're looking spiffy," Matthew tells me.

"Well, I mean, I'm getting married."

"Yeah, I guess. How do I look?" He asks.

He looks stunning. Breathtaking.

"You look nice." I wink.

"Thanks." He blushes. "You ready to go?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

In the carriage, my hands are shaking. I've never been so nervous in my life. Scratch that, I've never been so nervous non-boy related.

"You okay?" Matthew asks.

"Just really stressed out is all. So much can go wrong."

"That may be true, but it won't go wrong. We can make this work." He holds both of my hands. "You will make a great king, and quite frankly I don't think they could care less if you like guys or girls, just as long as you run the kingdom fairly. And your father, don't worry about him. He loves you no matter what."

"Thank you," I say, and kiss him on the cheek.

He leans in and kisses me full on the lips.

I can't go into the church like this!

Finally, we arrive at the church.

We get out of the carriage and Matthew holds my hand as we walk in, although it's short-lived due to the face we are a) in the closet and b) going into a church.

"Why hello, sire. What could I do for you today?" The priest says.

"I'm getting married. I'm waiting for my fiancée right now."

"Oh! Married you say?"

"Yes. Oh, they're here."

"Name of the lucky lady you're marrying?"

"Flora Fauna," she responds.

"Okay, let me get the papers real quick."

"Thank you!" I call as he walks off.

Matthew, Flora, Gisselle and I all sit down in one of the pews, then we hear the door open.

"Fancy seeing you here," we hear.

I turn around only to see the last person I wanted here; Reginald.

"I heard your little plan," he tells us.

"Where?" I ask.

"Oh, through the grapevine."

"Damn it! It must've been Jean; I knew that pesky servant eavesdropped on our conversations!" Gisselle exclaims.

"Yeah, well I got that information for a price. A very messy and unenjoyable price. Very juicy though, I must say. The information, not...you know. But that t-"

"Enough," I interrupt, "Why exactly are you here?"

"To warn you. These two will also be outed. Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

"What does he mean?" Flora asks.

"Oh, you didn't tell them?"

"Tell us what?" Gisselle demands.

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