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The next day was hell. Stella woke me up at 6 AM to take me out to buy the things we needed for the wedding. I was stuffed into a very large, blood-red, ball gown dress first. I had to prance around in it in the middle of the store to show Stella that I could, in fact, walk in it.

Next, I had to help buy enough roses to cover the throne room floor. I had no idea where they would put the humans, or if they were already dead. I was told not to worry about it, because they would take care of it.

"Do you think that you'll consummate the marriage?" Stella suddenly burst out as we were leaving to go to her apartment.

"Does your brother want his balls ripped off?" I asked her.

"Probably not, but we never know what he is into" she laughed.

"Has he ever slept with someone before?" I didn't mean to ask, it just fell out.

"I'm not sure, I don't think so. I know he has dated a few girls back home, but I don't think anything serious" she assured me. I felt a little better, although I was positive nothing would happen that night.

In Stella's apartment, a hair and makeup artist made me up from top to bottom. My long brown hair was curled into soft waves, my face was covered in a bit of foundation and concealer. For my eyes, the lady gave me a beautifully soft, but smokey look using browns off all different shades. My lips were painted a beautiful nude. That day I was only allowed to drink through a straw so I didn't ruin my lipstick. My diet all day was basically anything small that didn't drip so I didn't ruin my makeup. The rest of the day we watched romance movies in hopes of making me excited for the wedding.

Around nine at night, I was driven back to the castle. When I walked in I was rushed straight to my old bedroom where Stella surprised me with a pair of black lingerie. I was forced to put it on under my dress in case Lazarus, and I decided to do anything. It covered the essentials, but on my stomach, it was basically lace. My butt was barely covered, but I didn't pay much mind. I was quickly forced into my dress and veil. Before I got out of the door I was forced into a beautiful pair of flats.

Only half the candles were lit in the hallway so the lighting was dim, I assume it was for a romantic feel, but it gave me shivers up my spine.

"Don't be nervous" Stella broke me out of my deep thoughts.

"I'll try not to be," I mumbled.

"All the serious stuff will be over quickly, then it will just be eating, and dancing" she smiled as she wrapped her arm around mine. I tried to take deep breaths in order to calm myself, but it didn't really work. I barely made it to the stairs before Stella had to go grab Belladonna and Eris, Caspers's wife to help carry my veil which trailed behind me as I walked. It kept bunching up behind me which frustrated Stella. They held it out gently as Stella walked me down the stairs. The dining room was completely empty except for the dining room table which was covered in a red cloth. On the table was a very large crystal beverage container with a chrome tap, it was filled with a crimson red beverage I could only imagine was blood. Beside it was empty wine glasses.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the storage room door opened which revealed the trap door. I sucked in a deep breath as Stella opened it and lead me down the stairs.

The room was dimly lit which gave off a creepy feel. The room held no traces of death, decay, or humans which gave me some relief. My only question was where did they go? Where did the cages go?

In the back corner was a set of rock instruments that were hooked up to small amps. Chairs lined either side of the room, in the front row was the royals missing from it was Eris, Belladonna, and Casper. Lazarus was on the platform where the throne usually was, beside him stood Casper. They both wore black suits except Lazarus's tie was blood red which matched my dress. The women walked me down the aisle until I was face to face with Lazarus. Belladonna and Eris sat back down while Stella stood beside me acting as my support system.

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