UℕᏇℐℒℒℐℕᎶℒᎽ ℐℕ ℒᎾᏉℰ Ꮗℐтℋ ᎽᎾU (Hunter x Reader)

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"What?!" You gasp.

"Why didn't I get informed first?!" You say.

"Terra and Belos have already set everything up for your wedding, Terra picked out a good dress for you and picked a nice suit for Mr. Golden Guard, he's finishing up his alterations right now." They say.

'That's what he's doing?!' You think to yourself.

"We have no time to waste, Terra wanted these done today!" The guard says walking you away.

You continue walking with the guard with your jaw slightly open, trying to process all this. You tilt your head away and that's when you see the poster.

'A ceremony for a new beginning, a new hope, to meet the covens business needs and grow it to be something even better. This is not just a marriage but a step of power! This Friday, be there.'

That's in 4 days?!

"Why didn't anyone tell me it's in 4 days!" You say.

"Here we are, i think you'll really like the dress your mom picked out for you!" The coven scout smiles.

The coven guard shoves you in the room and there's a bunch of other girls in there, with their hair up and glasses, they have measuring tapes and everything in hand. They look like they're experts.

"Aaah!! Here she is the lucky girl!!! Are you excited?!" One of the ladies says grabbing your hands.

"N-no!" You shout.

"Nooo?! Awww you're probably just nervous! It's okay! We'll make sure your dress fits you just right!" She says and pulls you in the middle of the room.

You didn't even get the chance to change, your still in Hunters shirt and shorts.

"I don't even have a bra- I-" you blush.

"No need! The dress has cups sewed into it! See mamas got ya." One of the ladies smiles.

"Should we show her the dress?" One of the ladies grins.

"Oh yes! She needs to try it on!" The other lady says running to the other room.

"Come come!" Another lady says dragging you to the other room where your dress lies.

Married?? In 4 days? But you're only 15! Are Terra and Belos really that desperate to pair you guys up?

"Ta da!!! What do you think?!" One of the ladies pulls the dress out.

It's huge and puffy. The layers of the dress are like giant white flower petals, and attached to the waist is a big blooming white rose. The short sleeves are under the shoulders where you slide your arms through, they're like flower vines.

It's beautiful. You don't know why but it's genuinely perfect. You hate that.

"What do you think? Pretty huh?" They say.

"It's... perfect." You say softly.

You catch yourself and shake your head violently. You can't think the dress is beautiful, you can't.

"Let's try it on!" One of the ladies says dragging you to the fitting room.

You remain silent with a frown etched on your face. You feel sad. This isn't fair, she did this on purpose, it's like she had a glimpse into your mind to figure out your dream dress.

You can't get married. If you were to ever marry him you'd want it to be out of pure love, not just through business. It's unfair.

"Go try it on okay!" The girl says hanging the dress in the changing room and shoving you on in.