THE VIOLENT PEACE OF LOVE

15. Till death do us part

His voice was all I could hear at that time. My heart jumped like it has been waiting for him to speak this from years,  and take me away with him.

I closed my eyes, as extreme nervousness took over me.

But it looked like he too was in a similar position, for he croaked out after a long time, "Princess!"

That did snap me out from all subsidiary thoughts, but it was too late to open my eyes for he was already behind me. Still a little distant, yet very near.
I saw him through the mirror before me,  and he was looking at me with an unexplainable emotion in his eyes. He was scanning my body up and down. And it suddenly made me nervous. Something I have never been, when it came to my attire.

What if he doesn't like it!?
My heart started pounding at an unhealthy speed.

"P_Prince!", I uttered with difficulty. And that brought him out of his daze and look directly at my face, which was well hidden from him.
As if on queue, I saw a frown on his face.

He came forward and held my veil.
"Remove it. I want to see you.", and without waiting for my response, he started lifting it.

I immediately backed away, and held his hand, "No! You don't get to see my face. Not right now."

He looked taken aback at that, "Why!?"

"That's a ritual."
"I don't believe in such silly rituals!", He growled and came forward to unveil me.
"Prince you'll have to do!", I seethed, "It's my wedding and I abide by everything."

He frowned, and kept his hands on his waist, "Then how I am going to make sure you are my Princess!? There can be anyone behind the veil."

"Oh god! Can't you hear my voice!"
I expected a romantic conversation on our first meeting after days. Hell, anything but this!

"No!", Was a straight reply, "But I will believe you're my Princess, if you do something of her kind."

God!? Can I strangle my groom just before our wedding!?

"What special should I do!?", I seethed.
"Ummm.. something like seducing me. My Princess used to do that alot!"

If glares could kill, he would've been dead by now!
I took my hand and hit his shoulder, "Jerk!"
Of course it was like I threw a flower on him! For he laughed like a maniac.

I huffed and turned around not wanting to face him. But it was too late as I was pulled back, and strong arms encircled me tightly, "That's like my Bella!"

Oh!

I couldn't help but blush. His games have no end. And I am always swayed away.

"So Princess!? Ready to marry me!?"
I grinned knowing the game is in my hands now.

"No!", His hold suddenly loosened and he turned me to face him.
A frown was already marred on his adorable face. Now  when I see him actually, I couldn't help but glance up and down in awe. He emits beauty.
And when he's dressed for his wedding, with me, he appears ten times more handsome.

"Hope you had your fair share of staring Princess.", With a smirk, which soon falted, "But tell me why no!?"

Embarrassed I looked down for a second, then looked up at him, "What will you do if I agree!?"

He rolled his eyes, "The groom is the only one who has to persuade everyone."

Smilingly I shifted back to give him space.
And then smiling, he sat on his knee. When he looked up, his eyes were filled with adoration, affection, pride, and may I mistook something strange as love.