Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
***CEREBUS***
"She's going to get narried."
That is the only word I told my Father after I sent Esmeralda home.
I can see the undying pain in my Father's eyes as he saw me broken beyond repair for what I just said to him.
My Father, Lycaon, is strict but we have this undying bond between us. I know he loves me and wished me nothing but happiness but in our world, it was so hard to just be happy.
He pat me on my shoulder while giving me the bottle of vodka while we're both sitting infront of the fire into the deep woods of Sycinthia. Our home. Our place far away from all the people.
He sighed "As she should."
I nodded "As she should."
"Gwynedd?" He asked.
I chug the bottle of vodka and just nodded "Yes."
"We know his family, we know him as you both grew up literally together. He is your bestfriend." He told me as if he is trying to comfort me that Esme will get married to someone whose kind and responsible.
I know that's what I should think too. I know that the time will come when Esme will get married, I'll just be thankful that she will marry the person I've known all my life. To my best friend.
But why does the word my best friend, Gwynedd, come to my mind every time, I felt so much pain as if my stomach was being squeezed that I wanted to throw up and it seemed like something heavy was running over my chest that I could barely breathe?
"Is that a good thing, Father?"
He drink his own bottle and look at the roaring fire infront of us, unable to look at me. "Trust me, it is."
"She told me she wanted to marry me instead."
Father snaps his eyes on my direction and all I could see is guilt. "Son, you know--"
"I know, Father." I chug my drink, didn't even bother to let him finish.
I already know what he will say; "We can no longer stand in the eyes of God since we are Cursed. I don't know what else he can do to our bloodline, to our family if we interfere with the Royal Family."
"Is the responsibility too heavy to carry?" He asked.
I looked at him, "Sometimes. But having a great responsibilty, we have to bear even the weight of that crown."
He smiled proudly at me "You'll find yours too, Son."
I nodded "Maybe."
After months of prepations for the Gwynedd and Esmeralda's wedding.
That day, came.
I didn't know that I am here to withstand the same day my heart got broken from watching the woman I love marry someone else, and to see how happy my Bestfriend is to his own wedding.
Gwynedd invited me as his Best man, the man who will be standing beside him whilst watching the love of our life walking towards us.
Seeing how beautiful and perfect Esmeralda is in her pearl white wedding dress, makes it even more painful to me watch them tie the knots.
When she's walking closer and closer to us, her eyes didn't leave mine.
She's staring directly towards me and all I wanted to do was get her out of here and make her mine to all eternity, but my Father's voice kept ringing inside my head.
This is Esmeralda's life.
A life that she deserves.
She cannot get asociated with a cursed like me, she will have to bear a child a have him grow up as a monster with tears in her eyes, regretting her decision that she married me instead of Gwynedd.
This is her perfect life.
With him.
As they both chanted the word "I Do." And Gwynedd took out Esme's vale, I leave the ceremony and took a very expensive bottle of liquor on my way out.
I just can't watch any longer.
In the creek near the raging waves of the sea, I sat drinking the bottle of wine in my hand. I could hear the sound of the bell here where I was sitting. While the whole kingdom rejoices in this day, I am consumed by sadness.
"Mind if I join you?" A soft hushed voice of a woman shattered the quitness.
She sat down before I could respond and snatched the bottle of liquor out of my hand.
My vision were blur, but I can still see her beautiful and soft features.
She has a dark raven curled hair, a dark hooded eyes that matched her hair, a small petite and slender body and soft cold hands.
"I wanted to be alone." That is all I could mutter.
"Why? You know the princess well?" She asked while she chug the drink.
I snatched the bottle out of her grasp and chug all the remaining remants of the liquor but I was stunned from what I see.
It is like a a movie inside my head in a very fast pace, It is the woman in front of me.
As soon as my lips hot the bottle of liquor from the same place she chugs, I see her whole life ahead of me, ahead of her.
Is this imprinting?
Am I inprinted on her?
But I didn't even know her nor seen her from anywhere near here?
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Blaire." She looks at me with her hooded eyes. Her lips plump. Her cleavage is in the view.
That is when she says her name, I forgot the ringing bells on the background noise nor the roaring ocean, all I can ever see is her and her future smiling and making love with me.
Her, and her naked body, welcoming me.
I put my hands on her small face and kissed her, her lips welcomed me perfectly. I could even taste the liquor in her lips.
"Marry me."
I didn't even know why I said that. Or even asked her that.
One minute, I am deeply broken by Esme, then one minute, I am proposing to this woman I didn't even know.
"As we should." She answered and put her hands around my neck and ride on me kissing me hungrily and needy.
Like she's been waiting for this moment all her life.
In that place, in that creak, I f****d her hard and rough and she likes it, Like I loved it.
That is when I know, I am imprinted to this dark haired woman I barely know.
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