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Chapter 16 - Chapter Fifteen

Melva walked gracefully into the room. Her mischievous yet wicked smile was plastered across her face. Immediately she saw Uma her expression changed. She frowned a bit and looked at her from up to down before looking back at Kira.

"Wow you look beautiful your highness." She smirked.

"Thank you." Kira replied coldly

"And you must be Uma. Nice work. "She replied but Uma didn't say anything. She seem to understand her gaze. "It'll be rude not to check on you before your big day."

"Thank you." Kira replied again.

Melva looked at Kira still smirking mischievously and then turned to leave but she didn't until she gave Uma another look.

"What's up with you two?" Kira asked.

"She thinks I'm around her husband because I want him for myself which isn't true. Lord Ralph just help me train nothing more or less. Or maybe more because he is the one acting soft around me." Uma hissed.

Acting soft? That can't be possible. As far as I know Demise only have eyes for their weakness or mates. Kira thought.

"Come on Kira, your attention will be needed in a few minutes." Uma helped her use her veil and lead her out of the room.

"This is it." Kira mumbled as they got to the door to the garden. "Lots of people."

"It's not that bad." Uma replied.

"What? Almost a thousand persons are in there." Kira half yelled.

"Hey...not that loud. It's your wedding so don't embarrass yourself." Uma whispered.

"I don't have anything to say to you." Kira rolled her eyes.

"And now we welcome her highness to be. The bride of the day, Lady Kira."

The doors opened an all eyes were on her. Gasps were heared and murmuring till she came to sight.

The whole crowd seemed to be under a spell as they all looked at her mindblowned. The gorgeous looking Kira walked down the aisle. The ticking of her heels on the floor could be heard due to the silence. Everything was echoing and Kira could hear own breath and heartbeat. She swallowed nervously as she took a step. Her long glittery gown sparkled like crystal lights under a creek shinning brightly and flowing behind her. Her face was covered with the transparent veil but those near her didn't fail to notice her beauty. Although Uma and the makeup artists spent hours on her face, her make up still showed her natural beauty.

As soon as she got to Melchoir and the pastor the whole crowd then snapped out of the spell bounding them. There was murmuring and whispers making her hold her dress nervously.

"It's okay love." Melchoir whispered in her ears and she nodded nibbling the inner part of her lips.

"Beauty and Grace meet. Distinguished Lords and ladies, we are here to witness the joining of Lady Kira and His royal majesty, King Melchoir. They are here to share their love for one another before you." The pastor began.

"Lady Kira, are you here willingly to pledge your oath?" The pastor asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Your majesty are you here willingly to pledge your oath?"

"Yes." Melchoir replied.

"As these two has pledged their oaths willingly we call upon Heaven to bless this union. Therefore, does anyone object to this marriage?" Kira shut her eyes tight nervously in case someone like Melva objects but there was no one. Well who would dare object? Melchoir is the king alright. "He or she might as well speak now or stay quiet forever."

There was no one. They waited for a few minutes again and the pastor nodded.

"Since there's no one objecting we might as well get on with the marriage." Kira gulped as she faced Melchoir. "Do you, King Melchoir take Lady Kira as your wife and queen and pledge unto her before God and these witnesses to protect and defend her, To honour and sustain her in sickness and in good health, In shame and and pride and to cherish her as large my as you live?"

It became silent, everyone was waiting for his response. Kira could feel his hands trembling as he picked her hands.

"I do." He finally said.

"Do you Lady Kira take his royal Majesty, King Melchoir as your rightful husband and king and pledge unto him before God and these witnesses, to honour and cherish him, in sickness and in health, in riches and in rags, to be his one and only counselor and adviser as long as you both live. And don't forget not to deny him any of his manly rights....you know what I mean..." They all burst into laughter which died down after a few seconds. Melchoir was still smiling as so as Kira.

Kira kept on nodding as tears rolled down her cheeks. Evie sat there crying and Eva was consoling her.

"My baby is not a kid anymore." Evie cried.

"I do." Kira sniffed. "I do."

"Heavenly Father bless this rings which will symbolize these two marriage." The pastor handed them the rings.

Melchoir took the ring and placed it in her fingers. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my love to you." Kira looked at the ring made with pure gold and amethyst, her birthstone.

Kira did the same and the crowd cheered. "I now proclaim you both, King Melchoir and Lady Kira husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Kira looked down as he slowly unveiled her face. He placed his fingers on her chin and lifted her face to look at him. He smirked looking at her nervous expression.

Suddenly he crashed his lips against hers. The whole crowd cheered and their kiss deepened. Kira wrapped her arm around his neck both forgetting they were public.

"I think that's okay your majesty." The pastor whispered and they slowly broke their kiss with their eyes still closed.

Their marriage certificate was brought forward and they both signed and Melchoir placed his seal on it.

"You may celebrate your union along with her highness coronation."

Melchoir frowned as Uma came to take Kira away from him to prepare for the ball.

"It's okay your majesty, only for an hour or two." Uma smiled.

Evie and Eva walked behind Uma and Kira as they walked into her room.

"Oh, my baby is now the king's wife and our future queen." Evie hugged Kira and she hugged her back sniffing as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh mum." Kira sniffed.

"Oh really, Kira cried." Uma smirked. "Come on we have to prepare for the ball. We can't keep people waiting."

"Sure." Kira wiped her tears.

They started preparing for the ball and after dressing she was lead to the hall.

As of her wedding dress wasn't enough her ball gown was.....was...no word in the dictionary can describe its beauty.

The gown flowed down so beautifully sparkling and as she took a step it was like the glitters were falling like a waterfall. It was so heavy that Kira was complaining. The Royal seamstress did a great job but how was she able to finish it so quick was her question. The shoulders of the dress was off and the line was adorned with diamonds. Everything about the dress was sparkling.

Her golden hair flowed down her back adorned with silver accessories.

"Let's welcome the king's bride and our future queen, her royal highness, Kira."

Kira walked into the ball room and everyone was stunned. It didn't look like Kira at all, she was more beautiful, more attractive. All women envied her an all men wanted her. Despite her slight nervousness, her stance commanded respect.

Kira walked down the aisle and her heels ticked along slowly as she walked gracefully to Melchoir who stood with by the crown meant to be worn by her.

As soon as she stood before Melchoir who stood on the stairs in his royal robe and his crown sitting comfortably on his head and his hair fell down to his shoulders. A sweet smile was on his face looking at her.

The glass over the crown was removed and he walked to her and she went down on her knees. He didn't like the idea of her kneeling to him but that's how it's done.

"Kirana, do you swear to rule this kingdom along with me and be a good example to the women? Do you swear to lead the women and young children well and always be on their sides no matter what? Do you swear to put your kingdom first in everything you do?" He asked.

"I swear." She replied and Melchoir picked the crown.

"And with the utmost power I hold I pronounce you Queen of Vitalia." Melchoir placed it on her head. "Bow to your queen."

Everyone went on their knees and bowed to her. Kira stood on her feet facing the people. The silver crown with rubies just like Melchoir's only that his was gold not silver had a little figure of Queen Vitalia and it sat proudly on their heads.

"May I have this dance my queen?" He gave out his hand and she took it smiling shyly.

"It'll be my honour, my king." She replied and he smiled leading her to the dance floor.

The music started and he held her hands placing his other around her waist while her other hand held her dress.

"You look stunning and tempting." He whispered bringing his face near her neck.

"Thank you." She replied.

"You don't know how badly I really want to pin you down and have you and make you mine forever." He bit her neck teasingly before she could say anything and she moaned.

"Melchoir, people are here." She gasped as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressing into each other.

"Damn people." He cursed silently and continued dancing with her.

As soon as the dance ended, he lead her to the throne meant for her. She sat down carefully feeling the warmth of the throne and she knew that this position was not a easy one but she'll try all she can do to make her time on it remembered.

Everyone bowed again as they both sat down and watched the others dance. Kira looked down and saw Melva dancing with Ralph. Her eyes never left Kira and Melchoir looked at the direction Kira was staring at.

"Kirana, let Melva be. I don't even know why she's here." He whispered.

Kira nodded and he held her hand which was on the rest of the throne.

"My Queen. My Pirate Queen." Melchoir smiled and she looked at him affectionately.

"I love you Kirana."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and he wiped it gently.

"Now don't start the waterworks." He frowned and she chuckled sniffing.

"I love you too Melchoir." She replied nodding.

Melchoir couldn't believe his hears. She said she loved him. She said it sincerely. This made him on top of the world. He felt the magic in him stir. His weakness accepted him.

"Oh my Kirana you have no idea how happy that made me." He replied and they both gazed affectionately at each other.

They weren't aware that a picture of them was being taken.

"What a sweet sight." Uma sighed and Evie laughed.

"Yes it is."

The ball barely finished and he lead her out of the ballroom.

"I cannot wait to finally be with you alone tonight." He whispered in her ear as he hugged her from behind still walking towards his room, their new room. She noticed her feet weren't touching the ground. She knew it was magic of course. No one would notice because they moved like they were walking.

Melchoir gently blew over her neck making her shiver. They were suddenly in the room and he dropped her on the bed. She wanted to talk but he wouldn't allow her.

He immediately pulled out the lace of her dress. He groaned seeing the dress had too much layers to pull it off.

"Don't rip it."She said as if knowing what he wanted to do.

He gently pulled off her dress leaving her in her corset and inner dress. He pulled the corset and dress off remaining her lingerie.

As she tried to cover a self he pinned her hands above her head. He licked his lips seductively.

"Kirana, you're damn tempting." He groaned. "I cannot wait to devour you."

"Come on Melchoir snap out of it. Melva is trying to control you again." She yelled and Melchoir came to his right senses.

"Geez I'm so sorry Kirana....I..." Her kiss shut him up completely.

"Don't apologise." She smiled and he nodded and looked down at her.

"Oh my..." He looked at her face dreamily. "You are damn hot Kirana."

A loud knock on the door distracted them. Melchoir almost exploded. He finally had a time with Kirana and it's been intruded twice by Melva and whosoever it is.

"What?" He growled.

"Melchoir come out quick. We're under attack." Ralph voice broke in.

"What?" Melchoir stood up.

"The gates are surrounded by the Ophyriums. " Ralph called.

"I'll be there." Melchoir replied. "Look, Kirana. I really need to go. This might take a while since it caught me unaware but don't worry I'll be back."

"Melchoir will you be okay?" She asked.

"I will be don't worry sweetheart." He pecked her lips gently. "I'll be back."

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