Till Death Do Us Part

Chapter 2 – Adina

I waited until Silver and his father were gone. Once I wasn’t able to see their intimidating figures, my body started to tremble. I had to hold on the table for support from how badly my legs were shaking. When he had said we’d get married tonight, I almost let my façade down. A sob erupted from my chest as I remember how he had held on to me.

“Adina,” my father said, coming to my side. I pulled away from him, standing up straight. He gave me a concerned look.

“How can you do this to me?” I asked through clenched teeth. I still hadn’t stopped shaking and my heart was still pounding rapidly at the thought of being in bed with him. My father barely reached his shoulders and I barely reached my father’s chin. He was a whole head taller than I was and that wasn’t all.

His arms were pure muscle, his hands rougher than gravel and hard as hell. If it weren’t for his body structure, I wouldn’t have been too scared of him. He had soft brown eyes and small lips. He had the aura of a warrior and a deadly one at it. It was no wonder that he had a reputation.

“Adina, I had no idea he was this big.” my father said, trying to touch me again. This time I let him place his hand on my shoulder.

“You should have known better.” my voice was barely above a whisper. I could feel my tears running down my face but I made no attempt to wipe them. I cleared my throat, pulling away from his comforting touch and heading towards the door. “I’m going to my room and prepare for tomorrow.” I said, not even facing my father.

That night, sleep didn’t come to me until early in the morning. I stayed in the same position all night, wondering how in the world I would be able to fool everyone on the day of the wedding. The tears hadn’t stopped coming and I knew that I would have a huge headache in the morning. I closed my eyes, rolling over on my side and willing my body to rest.

“Lady Adina,” Rona said, shaking me lightly. I opened my eyes, blinking rapidly as she pulled back the curtains. I lay in bed, watching as the slave-girl ran around my room getting everything ready. “The water is ready.” she informed me, handing me the towel and bar of soap I was to use. I finally willed myself to get out of bed and go to the tub filled up with warm water. I quickly got undressed and Rona helped me bathe.

After the nice, relaxing bath, I got changed into the white, flowy dress that was handed down to me by my mother. Rona let my hair down, going to its natural waves as she made a tiara of braided hair. She applied a little pressure on my cheek until they were a rosy pink which made my blue eyes seem brighter.

It was a trick we had discovered when I was younger. I gave her a sad smile, allowing her to put small, white daisies in my hair to make it look even more beautiful. “You look amazing Adina.” My father said, walking into my room. I looked at his reflection in the mirror, my heart clenching again.

“I really hope so.” I said in a sad voice, looking down at my hands.

The room stayed quiet, both Rona and my father leaving me to my thoughts. “We should get going. Silver is already waiting downstairs with the whole town and his people.” my father said. He placed his hand on my shoulder again and I longed to stay in this room the rest of my life.

I let go of the breath I had been holding in and stood up, placing a smile on my face and turning to look at him. “Let’s go put on a show.”

Till death do us par. a promise I was going to keep. I blinked back the tears and placed the smile on my face. I said the two little words that would change my life forever, letting Silver place the silver rings on my finger as I did to his. “You may now kiss the bride.” the priest said.

I looked at him, noticing how his skin was a tone lighter than Rona’s and his hair was tied back in a low ponytail. His eyes seemed to be green this time. It was the feature probably made girls fall for him. That and his smile, something I wanted to see more.

Silver grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger a little too harsh and then pulled my head up softly. He placed his lips against mine and kissed me for about two seconds before pulling away. Just like that, I had given up my first kiss to this man and he acted like it wasn’t a big deal.

Not that he knew that his lips were the very first to touch mine. The whole room erupted with cheers and clapping as I turned to face the crowd. The smiles on their faces radiated with brightness as they congratulated us. I smiled at them, thanking every single body that wrapped their arms around us.