6 A Wedding Day
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Sibyl’s POV
When I wake up again, my wedding day is here.
Early in the morning, my small room was filled with servants sent by the Queen.
In order to show the importance of the royal family to the wedding, the entire palace is decorated today, showing a lively and festive look.
Yesterday, after taking a bath in the expensive hot spring water, the servants smeared a special perfume on me, so this morning my body still smells good.
I followed their instructions and stood naked in the bedroom. The Queen's maid-in-chief circled me, looking at me and nodding. “Although your body is not as attractive as a mature woman's, your breasts and buttocks are round, your waist is slim, and your skin is pink. These are the most precious things for a young woman. I bet knight Nuri Rodriguez will be so charmed by you that he won't want to get out of bed.”
The maid-in-chief was the Queen's right-hand woman and was very powerful in the palace, so she dared to speak without honorifics in front of me, and to comment freely on my figure.
To keep a man from getting out of bed?
Perhaps in their eyes, this is the Princess's greatest contribution to the royal family.
Thinking of yesterday's pre-wedding class, my face felt a little hot.
The servants surrounded me and dressed me in underwear, petticoats, tunics, and wedding clothes. Then they combed my long hair, made it into a beautiful and elegant shape, and finally put a long veil over my head.
I was ready to sit on the bed I had slept in for 18 years, waiting for Nuri Rodriguez to come and marry me with his knights.
The servants gathered around me, praising my beauty and speaking words I could not understand.
“Have you prepared a medicine for the Princess?”
“What medicine? Oh, you mean the kind she takes after s.ex? I forget.”
“You'd better get ready for it. Look at our princess... Oh, I haven't seen such an attractive bride in a long time. Nuri Rodriguez is a strong man. I guess the princess will be screaming all night.”
The servants all covered their mouths and laughed.
Why would I do that tonight?
“Sister --”
My brother Doyle ran in. “Sis, are you leaving me?”
Oh, Poor Doyle. One of the servants must have said something to him, such as“Your sister is abandoning you.”
Doyle has been afraid of separation and abandonment ever since he witnessed the death of his mother Meggie.
I shook Doyle's hand. “No. Why would I leave you? I love you the most. I just got married. Think about the books you read. Do all girls get married when they grow up?”
Doyle looked at me nervously and nodded.
“I'll just move out of the palace and live in another castle. I'll visit you often. We'll always be a family.”
In fact, I'm not sure we'll be able to see each other very often. I just try to make Doyle feel safe.
“Your Highness, it's time.”
My wedding car has arrived. I took a deep breath, got up with the help of the servant, and walked out of the room.
When I got to the door, I stopped and looked back at the room I had lived in for 18 years.
As a princess, my old life was not as happy as others thought, and in my future life, as Mrs. Rodriguez, I did not know what I was going to experience.
Well, life must go on. I have Doyle in the palace. He needs my protection. I must live a good life.
In the huge square of the palace, Nuri Rodriguez, dressed in expensive and ornate bridegroom's clothes, sat in a luxurious carriage drawn by eight horses. His knights stood in two long lines on either side of the carriage. They were all tall and young and looked imposing in their new silver armor.
Nuri Rodriguez glanced at me, then looked straight ahead, cold and proud as ever.
Approaching the carriage, my servant Amy was helping me to the carriage. But the carriage was too tall, and Amy was a thin girl. I lost my footing, wobbled, lost my balance, and fell back.
Oh, no!
A big hand grabbed my arm, and a strong force stopped me from falling.
The big hand tugged and I was pulled into the car.
I hurried to his side, tidied up my clothes, and whispered, “Thank you.”
Huh!
Nuri Rodriguez snorted and didn't even look at me.
According to the rules, our carriage had to pass through the city's main street before entering the Rodriguez family's castle.
People crowded on both sides of the street to cheer for our wedding. They kept throwing flowers into our car as a blessing.
Soon our carriage was filled with flowers. I was sitting in a sea of flowers with Nuri.
Slowly, the carriage left the busy street and entered the Rodriguez family castle. It got quieter and I got more nervous.
The Rodriguez family castle is not as big as the palace, but it is very luxurious. From statues in the garden to lanterns under the house, they are priceless works of art.
Four maids were waiting in the garden. They were in their forties, well-groomed, serious, and somewhat stern. They spoke the auspicious words of blessing in a respectful tone. But the way they looked at me always made me feel a little cold.
Maybe even the Rodriguez servants don't like me.
The wedding ceremony in the castle is much simpler. When I followed Nuri and appeared in front of the guests, the auditorium, which had been bustling with chatter, suddenly became quiet. Many eyes shot over and fell on me in unison. Some are curious, some are amazing, and some are mocking and despising.
With the veil on, I could only see faint figures. The tall Nuri standing in front of me turned around. He held out his hand and pulled me to his side in the manner of the wedding.
I could clearly feel his gaze. It was different from the glances of the guests on the side. His eyes were straight on me, unconcealed, with an oppressive force I could not describe.
The skin under my thick wedding dress seemed to feel the pressure. The pores of my body shrink slowly, and my hair seems to stand up quietly one by one.
I tried to hide my emotions and cooperate with the host to complete the wedding ceremony. My husband, beside me, has been showing impatience, frowning.
Finally, I was sent to the Bridal chamber at night.
Nuri is supposed to be drinking with the guests right now.
I sat on the bed, waiting for my husband.
My servant Amy and a chief maid of the palace were in the room with me.
The chief maid finished checking the room, put a white cloth on the bed, and then prepared to go back to the palace.
She went to the door and came back.
She whispered in my ear, “Knight Nuri Rodriguez is tall and stronger than most men. Whatever he did to you tonight, please bear with him. Be submissive and show weakness so he cares about your feelings. As long as he cares about your feelings, he will be gentle. Or you will suffer tonight.”
I looked at the white cloth on the bed that was going to test my virginity, and my heart raced as I listened to her.
Amy and the head maid left.
I remembered the rumors I had heard. Nuri Rodriguez is cruel to women. He never took the time to care about women's feelings, let alone to please them. He only makes love to beautiful, submissive women. The woman had to leave immediately after serving him and could not sleep in his bed all night.
Am I gonna get kicked out in the middle of the night, too?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was the sound of heavy footsteps outside the door.
“Your Excellency, the Princess is waiting for you in the room.”
I heard the door open, and then the sound of heavy footsteps came closer and closer.
My heart almost stopped.
There was a rustling of silk. He was undressing.
Then the room was quiet again, only the small sound of candles burning.
He came to me again. His tall figure blocked the light of the candle. I was completely surrounded by his shadow.
As I thought about how to face him, his tall body pressed me directly to the bed.
I didn't even have time to exclaim.
He pressed me against the bed, and I felt the weight of his body. I tried to breathe in and out to get my body to relax.
He tore off my veil, just like what he did to me at the party 10 days ago.
But today his face is closer to mine. I could feel the heat of his breath. I could see his deep eyes and long eyelashes.
I stared at him, bit my lip, and blinked.
“You know how to seduce a man.”
His voice is deep and sexy. His thumb started to rub circles on my shoulder.
I smelled a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth.
“Or you will suffer tonight,” I thought of the servant's words.
My Mind went blank.
“Do you know how to serve your husband?”
He untied the belt of my dress and ripped off my wedding dress.
I froze in fear, lips slightly open, motionless.
What I saw and learned in my premarital classes, I can't recall at all.
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