Chapter 6 THE RED WEDDING.
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My sister is allowed to do my hair only once my eyes are tied and a guard along with my mother are present in the room. It hurt me to hear her wince in pain while she did my hair. I smelt blood so I have not fought, they whipped her to get her to behave.
Once she was finished she was allowed to give me a tight hug and nothing more. Ashley removed the blind fold once Rain left and helped me into my dress.
I’m wearing a red floral gown and a pair of white shoes, my hair is curled at the ends and lined to fall on my back, a pair of white gold pearls(small) and no necklace. My makeup is done naturally so there is little to no make up on my face.
KNOCK!
“A gift from your husband.” Sophia walks in with a golden box that holds a golden tiara inside with a little note.
‘A princess is nothing without her tiara. Love Rye.’
She placed it on and turns me towards the mirror once more,
“Beautiful.” She whispers and then heads out to the hall.
PRINCE RYE (P.O.V)
Standing at the altar with my brother as my best man and cousins as my other best men. Yes they fought for the position so they were all given the title. I kept my back turned towards the door and looked straight ahead admiring what my wife has come up with.
The RED WEDDING is what Sophia called it when she went over everything detail Sol came up with. The drapes are red with gold linings, the table clothes are red and the decorations are gold.
The violins begin to play as Sol makes her entrance, my brother and cousins turn their direction towards the door. Nicholas turned to me, winked and smiled.
As her and her fathers foot footsteps came to a halt I turned around to meet the most beautiful human being standing before me. Seeing a person in pictures and in real life is two totally different things.
She’s everything a man can ask for, beauty beyond your wildest dreams and a radiance of innocence just bounces off of her and around the room. Her eyes sparkle and her skin glows.
“Hmmm… take her hand son.”
I snap out of my thoughts and take her hand in mine, her soft warm hands that curl around mine so naturally.
“Do you Prince Rye of Doris take Sol,Princess of Doris as your wife.” The official asked,
“I do.”
“Do you Princess Sol of Doris take Prince Rye to be your husband.”
She used her eyes looking into mine as if she's trapped or lost in them. She's looking at me the way the girl five years ago looked at me.
Giving her hand a gentle squeeze, she pulls her eyes away and shakes her head.
“Verbally Princess Sol.”
Her knees seemed to have gone weak because she almost fell. Thank goodness my hands gripped her in time.
“I do.” she said.
“Well then I now pronounce you husband and wife you may kiss your bride.”
Grabbing her waist I coupled her closer towards me and placed my lips in hers, she closed her eyes and hardened the kiss. I bit down on her lower lip drawing a little bit of blood hoping that it tasted the same, but it's hard to tell with humans because they do so much dang blood transfusion.
We sat at the head of our table and watched as the dancers danced and then listened to speeches. Sol's mother and father crowd as they gave a speech about losing a daughter but gaining a son. Neither Kyro said a few words without taking his eyes off of her and father congratulated us once again.
After the speech, we were called to the dance floor to have our first dance.
SOL’s P.O.V.
He takes my hand and carries me to the dance floor, standing in the center of the room with my hands around his neck and his hand dangerously low in my waist. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
At first I never understood what mothers friends would be carrying on about, when they said the young and old vampire men are a sight to behold. But standing here, now before my husband I think the same way.
“Beautiful.”
“No Princess, you're the beautiful one.” he whispers as the music starts.
“ you heard me?”
“I hear everything, but thoughts.”
“Ohh..” I say before dropping my head to look down at my feet,
“Ohh, no my life doesn't do that. Don't look down, look at me, I want to see those beautiful eyes.”
He places his index finger under my chin and lifts my head up to look at him, as our eyes meet the ruff above us opened up and the moon light shined down on us. Rye started sparking and his eyes went from red to silver.
We're dancing, moving around the floor, I'm being dipped, pinned and picked up in his arms as he twirls me around. I'm trying to stay focused but something in the crowd catches my attention.
A man, no a..
Instantly I'm on my feet and behind Rye, his hands are out as if he's trying to protect me and he's hissing at the top of his lungs. Out of nowhere loud screams started filling the room over powering the music.
“New bloods.” someone shouted.
Frank takes my hand and pulls me aside and I watch as Kyro and dad fight to get mom and themselves out of the crowd. People are running in every direction towards exits that have been locked to keep unwanted guests out.
Rye and his father along with men who I could only assume are royal guards fight against the new bloods, giving it everything they can. But new bloods are different, they're stronger but Rue and his father both seem to be holding their own.
One attacks Frank and he fights him off, but another comes and another until Frank is overthrown by newbloods leaving me alone.
Out of nowhere a man comes out of the crowd, he's dressed in a black suit, tie and a cheeky smile.
Kyro tries taking him but fails and is left on the floor training in pain, he walks towards, takes hold of my throat and holds me up towards the sky squeezing.
“ It's a shame I have to waste you, you would have made a nice drink.” He said,
As I struggle and fight in his arms, he takes me and slams me onto a table tightening his grip. My hands feel around the table as my vision becomes black and when I feel a shape object I take it and stab him in the hand with it. Over and over until he let go of me.
Off the table I rolled and onto my feet, I looked at Kyro crawling towards me, Rye, his father and many others fighting off the new bloods. Blood everywhere only adds to the decoration.
“Sol..” someone called out to me as a warning.
Before I could turn around Rye was already behind me with a knife running through his palm, his eyes no longer silver like earlier on. It's now red as blood and filled with anger.
Two of his cousins grabbed the man by his neck and the other pulled his lower body from his neck. I look at Rye Whos looking at me to make sure I'm ok.
“You're bleeding.” Ingram his hand.
“It's fine, are you hurt?”
“I'm not, but you'll lose blood.”
“I’ll be fine, I'll have the maid bring up a glass or two before bed.” He flashed me a smile and turned towards the now-settled crowd.
“Lady and gentlemen. The red wedding.”
Everyone turns their attention to Rye and I. His father comes over and pays him on his shoulder then looks at me.
“You go son, you go be with your wife.”
“Father, I have to do this.”
King Cedric looks at me then at Rye before releasing his shoulder and stepping aside. Rye places me in a seat and gets down to my level.
“Just give me five minutes my love and then I’m all yours.” He gives me a gentle kiss on the forehead and then looks at Frank who then stands in front of me.
“Now, who is so brave to release new blood on my wedding night. Hmmm…” he said, slackening his tie.
Everyone looked on and shocked their heads and watched on in horror.
“Was it you, Mother in law, Father in law, Brother in law.” He pointed at them.
“Why.. why would we do such a thing, it’s our daughters wedding.” Mother said she even convinced me.
“ Your right, your right.”
He turns, looks at his father and then stoops down and place a finger full of blood in his mouth.
“Sir Ramsey where are you, aren’t you not coming to collect your creation.”
A tall strong built man steps out from the crowd of people, his hands in his pocket and a smug look on his face.
“Why sir Ramsey, why?” Rye ask,
“Because humans and vampires aren’t to be together. It’s an insult to our kind. To everything we’ve worked hard for. They are to be out of blood banks, pets and foot stole.” Sir Ramsey spits.
“ Sir Ramsey.”
“You wouldn’t know what it’s like fighting for what you have, we had to fight to get here and now we're just throwing it away for some petite short human girl.”
“Read Sir Ramsey his rights.”
“Sir Ramsey, you are hereby sentenced to death for attempting to kill a royal and a human after signing the peace treaty. Do you have any last words?”
“I’ll do it again if I have to.” He said looking at me, before being dragged away by the arm to where I could only assume is where they hold hostages.
With one look from Rye, Frank takes my hand and escorts me to my room. Leaving me sitting in the bed alone as he stood guard outside the door.
The room is as beautiful as the castle hall, chandler in the middle of the room, king size bed, fancy paintings and a television on the wall.
I heard the door open and close shut behind me and I froze, once I heard the voice of my husband. The voice of Prince Rye.
“ you can change when we get to the hotel.”
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