Perfect Royalty

Chapter 2

Johann Pachebel- Canon

Caleb

     "Calm down bro,you are over reacting" Sean spoke sipping his glass of Massimo Donatella as I sat all dressed up in a grey Armani suit. My hands were clasped against my nose as I thought and my lids shut.

     "You call this over reacting Sean?!" I barked. "I am freaking getting married to some slut today and you expect me to be calm!" I yelled.

    "Still,getting angry won't help with anything" he stated the obvious.

    "I can't believe she did it again" I said under my breath. "I can't believe I let her do it again"

   Just then the door opened and both our attentions diverted to Kim.

    "You did a good job picking a suit" she blurted making me roll my eyes.

     "All dressed up for the party I see" Sean commented looking over her golden ball gown,her flawless makeup, her hair cascading perfectly down her back and her crown placed gracefully on her. Just like the Queen she was.

    "Get the hell out of my room Kim"I said plainly.

    " Touche"she commented. Sean just leaned against the couch watching the drama.

     "Enjoy it for the last time Kim,this will be the last time you will ever control me,ever" I threatened. It was true and she knew it. She had taken her last shot. Her last royal privilege over me.

    "I will" she stated blankly gulping saliva down her throat.

    "Don't be late love,you too Sean" she said and with that she was out the door.

   "I still don't believe she is your mother" Sean said as he corked his head in an unusual angle.

    "Who would?" I sighed angrily." Let's get this wedding over with Sean" I said walking out the door.

     I walked down the hallway with Sean trailing behind me. I would make this marriage a living hell for whoever this slut is. Kim will regret ruining this day. After this, I would have the upper hand,let's see how it goes after this.

    I ignored all the girls gawking and Sean and I. They were such nuisances. All of them with caked up faces and choking colognes,like I was getting married to them,their gowns were so.....big and massive with a little bit too much bright colours for my eyes.

        Finally we got to the back door of the palace chapel."Take it easy Caleb" Sean said placing his hand on my shoulder as I reached for the door knob.

    "So much for being a prince" I muttered turning the knob and entering the chapel. I took my stance at the right side of the altar beside the priest and Sean stood two steps below me at same corner.

     Just then the wedding march sounded,all the murmurings silenced as the giant doors of the chapel opened up. Every single gaze was thrown towards the end of the chapel.

   Then she walked in. Her white ball gown hugged her torso bringing out her perfect curve then coming down in large long flares to the floor. Her veil was same length with the gown. Of course Kim wouldn't allow her daughter in law wear rags to her wedding. Everyone was awed,it was obvious. Everyone but me.

     But I have to say,the sight of her made me want to challenge myself. I didn't want this. I couldn't bear the increasing hate with each step she took. She was too elegant, just too graceful. She walked like a princess who had been trained for year. I have never in my whole life seen anyone who could display much more elegance than Kim.