Enchanted with a vampire prince

Chapter Five: There is no wedding 2

~OCTOBER

I stood there in my dress, feeling uncomfortable and self-conscious. My shoes were too high, my dress too tight, and my makeup too heavy. I felt like a stranger in my own skin, and I just wanted to run away. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. But no matter what I did, I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that was creeping over me.

"Oh, come on, you look amazing!" Anne said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door.

"Uhmm...the dress is too tight, I think," I said, trying to pull back from Anne's grasp. But she just pulled me closer, her grip firm and unyielding.

"Come on it makes you look extremely beautiful!" she said, her voice full of forced cheer.

I wonder how many guests are waiting?

I took one last glance around my room, my mind racing with all the memories I had made there. This was it - I was about to leave my room, and maybe my whole life, behind. It was the best place I hid everything happening to me

As we walked down the hallway, I noticed something strange - there were no guests. No one was bustling around, setting up tables or decorating the hall. There was no sense of excitement or anticipation. It was as if the whole castle was empty, just me and my family. I felt a chill run down my spine. Where was everyone? Why was there no one here?

"Where is everyone?" I asked, my voice trembling.

My stepmother just smiled at me, a sly, knowing look in her eyes. I turned to my father, hoping for an explanation, but he just sat there, staring blankly ahead. It was as if he didn't even hear me.

"Your husband doesn't request for a party for the wedding so...."Anne raised her brows towards Sage

"What do you mean?" I asked, my heart racing. "Why wouldn't he want a party?"

"You'll have to ask him," Anne said, shrugging her shoulders. "I'm not at liberty to say."

I felt a pit of dread forming in my stomach. What was going on? Why was no one telling me anything?

Is this one of his way of doing things?

"Come on escort your sister to the royal carriage outside"My father gestured towards the door, his eyes cold and hard. I felt he is eager to send me off

He is not even glancing at me. Is he happy doing this?

"Ava, what are you doing?" my stepmother snapped.

"I'm not interested in any of this," Ava said with a roll of her eyes. She didn't seem to care about the wedding or what was going on around her.

I felt like my legs were made of lead as I walked towards the door. I had so many questions, but it seemed like no one was going to give me any answers.

Outside, the royal carriage was waiting, its glossy black paint gleaming in the moonlight. The gold trim around the windows and doors caught my eye, and I felt a sense of awe and trepidation.

"Oh my gosh, the carriage looks amazing!" Anne exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder. "You're so lucky, getting married to a prince! I hope father can fix me up with someone much better." She couldn't help but sound a bit jealous, and I could tell she was already dreaming of her own fairy tale wedding.

"My Lady," the guard said, bowing slightly and gesturing towards the carriage. "We're ready to depart whenever you are." I felt like I was being ushered into a whole new life, one that I wasn't sure I was ready for.

I took one last look at the house I had grown up in. It had been my whole world, and now I was leaving it behind. I knew that I would never be the same person again. I would never be the girl who had lived in that house. I would be someone new, someone who would have to face a future that was unknown and full of uncertainty.

There was no point staring at my sisters with so much hatred for me they are so eager am gone but my father isn't here

I straightened my gown and stepped into the carriage, taking a deep breath of the sweet-smelling air inside. I wondered if the carriage smelled like my future husband, if it held a hint of his cologne or the scent of his skin. It was a strange and intoxicating thought.

The guard got into the carriage and began to steer the horses down the path. I looked out the window and saw my sisters standing on the steps, watching us leave. But they weren't waving goodbye, or even smiling. Their expressions were hard to read, but I could tell that they were glad to see me go. I felt a pang of sadness, but there was no sense of relief.

I watched as the carriage slowly pulled away from the house, my hands trembling and damp with sweat. I couldn't take my eyes off the guard, who was sitting in the front of the carriage, holding the reins.

I stared out the window, taking in the sights of the town of Anghardia. I had never been so far from home before, and I felt a mix of wonder and homesickness. The houses and streets were so different from what I was used to, and I was fascinated by the new sights and sounds.