The pair of dark brown eyes stared at the mirror marveled at the beauty displayed before them.
There set Ylva who looked beyond the word beautiful, her dark hair pulled back into a classic bun with the help silver and gold hairpins, a simple beautiful tiara placed on her head, her moderate olive brown complexion combined gracefully with the wedding gown she was adorned in.
She should be happy indeed, only if she wished to be getting married to a man she loved.
Unfortunately for her this was an arranged marriage. An arranged marriage to save her family from disgrace.
"Are you nervous?" Martha spoke, Martha has been the bride's handmaid since her child days.
"I don't know." Ylva spoke.
"Everything will be alright, Lord David is a good person." Assured Martha.
The door flew open and the sound of heels filled the air, in came a woman in her earlyforties and looked like an older version of Ylva.
Hera gave a brief nod toward Martha indicating that she wanted to be alone with her daughter. Martha respectfully submitted and left them alone.
"I know you've been angry with me, and I understand. But you must know that this is for the best." Hera spoke.
"The best?... best to whom, yourself?" Ylva retorted with utter disdain.
"Lord David is a good man and suitable for you. And you are suitable for him too." Hera calmly spoke.
Ylva has already been used to these boring talks as they have been going on and on, for a while now, her parents forcibly told her that wether she wanted it or not, she was going to marry the Crown Prince, else she would lead her family to chaos and not only would men loose interest in her, her family would also go down in popularity and loose its power upon the country.
"Mother please, do not waste your time. You will never change my perspective regarding this wedding." Ylva spoke.
Abruptly came a middle-aged man, the chairman of the Musinga empire. Mr.Musinga looked exactly like a male older version of Ylva. However, his face had the coldest expression that caused a threatening sensation all over Ylva, his dangerous eminent aura screamed danger.
"Enough Ylva enough!" Mr.Musinga roared with his sharp gaze at her.
"You'll be getting married to the heir of the and that's final."
"You have no right to defy my orders. You ungrateful child, do you know how hard your mother and I have worked our souls to be where we are and give you all you have." "Please listen to your father, dear." Pleaded Hera .
Ylva had no choice but to abide by the rules that her father has set up for her.
"The time has come." Said a court lady that came in to inform them.
"Good, you may leave." Ordered Mrs.Musinga.
"Listen, you will marry him, and do not dare trying your mischievous plans to ruin things for yourself."
Her father sternly warned her, Ylva never had plans on getting married, instead she wanted to make a name for herself just like the elder women in the family.
"All is well." Hera spoke as if sensing her daughter's fears. But Ylva knew better, Her father referred to himself. Is greed was hotter than hell itself.
Hera left the chamber, and Ylva stood up and let her father lead her downstairs to the wedding hall.
"Listen Ylva, I only do it for your betterment."
"Yes father, the betterment of your pride and wealth, indeed it is." She said in her mind.k
"Of course father." Curticied Ylva.
Her father has ruined everything, he forced her into marriage when he knew what she really wanted. After completing years of formation in University, she was supposed to rise her own company, as her brother would take over the family's empire.
WEDDING HALL...
The grand luxurious wedding hall was filled with people, all royals and nobles were there.
Everyone chat animatedly and harmoniously. The whole wedding nonsense looked so pure beautiful and real, but only both groom and bride families knew what was really happening.
On the left upper side of the ball Hera was happily chatting with her bedpan, most of her family members were there and happily conversing with the guests and bride groom.
Soon there was solemn silence, in came the groom the Crown Prince David Muhuka.
All eyes looked at him in awe, he was a heavenly beauty and today he looked two hundred percent top.
Entering the wedding hall, she could feel all eyes on her. There was certain silence when she walked in, she could see the pride in her family's eyes and warmth and comfort in the eyes of the royal family.
Not everyone has seen her, ever since she came back after completing her academic formation, indeed the bride is true jade beauty.
Everyone was in awe as she walked down the aisle, looking confident and strong. But only she knew better how intimidated she was by the situation. She was walking into the fire by marrying David Muhuka.
Mr. Muondo then led her to David, he offered his hand which she instinctively took as both walking to the wedding priest.
"Today we happily gather here, to bind this man and woman in holy matrimony." Said the priest.
"Do you David Muhuka, take this woman as your half, soulmate, promise to love and respect, cherish her until the end of time."
"Yes, I David Muhuka take the oath of taking Ylva, my bride as my whole, promise to love and respect, support and do all in my absolute reach to make her the happiest woman on earth."
"Do you, Ylva Muondo take this man as your husband. Promise to respect to devote to him."
"I do." She said as she proceeded in placing the ring on David's finger. "With this ring, I Ylva Muondo, take the solemn vow to always be there for you and love you no matter the circumstances, I will always be loyal to you."
Placing her ring on her finger, he said "This is the covenant between us. I will be by your side through thick and thin, love you till death part us."
Ylva looked down only to find her mom in her brother's crying out tears of joy. This somewhat caused an irking sensation on her. Slapping it off, she turned her gaze to her husband.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife."
"Yo priest! What happened to the, you may kiss the bride part?" Exclaimed Caleb Muhuka, the last born of the Muhuka household. This guy had some nerves on him.
"Shut up, you brat." Mable scolded her son.
"And everyone chuckled harmoniously, it was such a pleasant sight.
Now the ceremony was finished, and the bride and groom set regally on their royal sits looking like a power couple.
There was classic music everywhere and people chatted and danced and helped themselves with food.
"My lady, enjoying the party?" Ylva heard the deep lovely enigmatic voice which was coming from her husband.
She looked at him and their locked, it took a while for her to step out of the daze she was in, "Yes, my lord I am," she wondered how can someone have such mysterious eyes. He looked like the opposite of the rumours that she has been hearing.
"Do you mind dancing with me? " He said politely.