~Grand hall~
Marisa stepped into the hall looking all radiant and beautiful. Her flowing pink flower embroidery gown, swept behind her as her escort maids, spreader rose flowers over her as she kept moving step by step.
Shouts and murmurs can be heard all over the hall as she walked.
Her beauty was more than mouth could tell. Arthur himself was astonished, this is the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his whole life.
Today he is getting married to her, finally.
He stood up and walked towards Marisa, he took her hand and kissed the back of her palm. He stared at her for a while directly in her diamond eyeballs.
"You look so beautiful." Arthur complimented her.
Marisa gave him a fake smile and it soon vanished. She's sure this man doesn't know how much he hates him. Does he?
He doesn't.
"Here comes my able son, Arthur and his gorgeous to be wife, a standing ovation for them!" King Philip said and everyone stood up and clapped as the to be couple walked in.
~ She looks so beautiful.
~They fit each other so well.
~I love her gown
~This is the cutest couple ever.
People kept speaking amongst themselves. Marisa looked at Alex's who was burning in anger already. She could see the anger in his eyes.
She isn't happy as well but what can she do? Run away? That'll be stupid, because they'll surely find her.
It was supposed to be him holding her hand. It was supposed to be he, she's getting married to, but it's all fucked up, so messed up.
She just wished she could run away from this destiny of being a diamond eyed. If she was just any normal girl out there then no one would have to choose the love of her life for her.
She looked away from him, trying so hard to fight back her tears, then sat down on the special seat made for her. Afterwards Arthur sat down too, and flashed her a smile.
She couldn't return the smile and looked away instead. He had been acting all nice to her for the past three days and it's quite strange. He even came with the maids to serve her dinner yesterday.
This affection is kind of strange. She knows him so well, he's ruthless and wicked. He acts all nice this minute and becomes a lion the next minute.
Arthur pecked her on the cheek and that caused Alexander to frown in annoyance. Anastasia looked at him, noticing the frown on his face, she shook her head as her gaze went to Marisa.
She knows he still loves Marisa but she has been determined to make him love her no matter what.
"Handsome Price Alexander. You're the most fairest man I've ever beheld, you don't have to frown, it's going to ruin your handsomeness. So..Please smile." Anastasia said.
Alexander glared at her and looked away.
"Mother had forced me to sit with you, I know she's trying to matchmake us but I think I've explained to you quite better and you understand me." He said.
"Matchmake us? We're made from heaven, don't you know?"
"Stop assuming things, Princess Anastasia, we aren't made from anywhere. Probably you meant you were waiting for that heavenly made perfect match for you, which is obviously not me."
"Your words seems to hurt me, can you be romantic for once? I deserve some romantic moments, don't I?." Anastasia pouted childishly.
Alexander chuckled and turned to look at her briefly.
"Maybe you can just strip me naked and start licking me all over" He said sarcastically but Anastasia didn't get the message. She smiled deeply at him.
"Have you fallen for me already? Really? Prince Alexander...."
He scoffed and brushed his hair backwards , trying to contain his anger. He looked at her and smiled fakely at her.
"Check my knee, is it broken?" He asked.
"No it isn't, you're perfectly okay, from your hair down to your perfect lips, your sharp jawline, your...."
"Princess Tasia, I only told you to check my knee and not my lips , my jawline or my hair. Leave me alone and don't vex me the more. Just focus on the wedding, at least you're happy you got what you wanted, don't you? Now they're getting married." He mentioned, folding his arms.
"I'm not interested in nothing but your happiness, Alexander. Nothing but your happiness. I love you."
"I do not love you, Anastasia, I'm sorry."
"Love doesn't start in a day. You can love me gradually, day by day. Just close your eyes and think about what the future holds. Imagine you're on a bed of roses with the love of your life, planting kisses all over her body.. hugging her tightly and closely.. cuddling..."
Alexander did as she said. He closed his eyes and drifted into Dreamland, in a world that contains only he and Marisa, the love of his life...
......
Marisa ran through the fresh green grsses of the field, the gentle mild breeze, blowing her long hair. Alexander chased after her, trying to catch her.
"You can't catch me.. keep running..." Marisa screeched as she continued running, giggling loudly.
"Marisa wait....."
"No...I won't.." She's sang.
"Do you love me?" He asked and Marisa waited and faced him.
Alexander spread his arms and she came running to him. She jumped on him and he swinged her around.
She kept planting kisses all over his face and they both started laughing.
Alexander laid her on the cold ground as he was on top of her.
"You haven't answered my question, Marisa..." He whispered into her ear.
Marisa stared into his eyes with passion, smiling quietly.
"Why are you quiet? Don't you love m.."
"Sshhhh" Marisa placed a finger on his lips. "Who said I don't love you? I do. I really do, I love you so much."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I'm serious. And for that you'll give me a kiss...a deep one.." Marisa said sexily.
"You must know I'm so good at that. Just close your eyes and.. bring your lips closer.."
They both closed their eyes as they swiftly sucked eachother's lips...
"Alex.. Alex.." Heard a voice behind them. He broke the kiss and....
...
Back to reality
"Alex!" Anastasia waved her hand across his face and he opened his eyes.
"Did you see me in your imaginations?" Anastasia asked, expectantly.
"Look to your right. Can you see the diamond eyed lady right there with long flowing hair?"
Anastasia looked towards Marisa's direction with a frown.
"You only saw her?"
"Yes I only saw her. She's the love of my life and an only be in my imaginations."