"So where to now?" I asked.
He pointed to two large doors down the hall. We walked down the hall and he opened the massive doors for me.
Inside displayed about 20 chefs running around with ingredients in their hands. They were dashing and making tons of cakes.
My jaw dropped at the sight. Mark slammed the door behind us, getting all the chefs attention.
They gasped, stopped what they were doing and bowed with things still in their hands.
"Good afternoon your highness." They harmonized.
Once I curtsied, they all quickly got back to work. I was going to say something to Mark but was stopped by a chef.
"Wow, you're as beautiful as I imagined." She said. "Now what's your favorite flavored fondant?"
Another chef showed up. Grabbing my arm, he dragged me away from the first chef.
"What are your favorite toppings?" He asked. "What do you think about edible pearls made with rose stone dust?"
"Come one sweetie, they don't deserve your time." A female chef said, wrapping her arm around mine. "Now what do you think about hot fudge?"
More and more chefs showed up, pulling me away from Mark. Eventually, I lost sight of him and was brought to a large table.
Chefs were waiting on a line, each holding a piece of cake on a fancy plate. The first chef on line placed the his cake in front of me.
Cake testing? This won't be so bad.
The chef didn't say anything. All he did was watch as I picked up the fork and cut off a piece of cake.
His eyes followed the cake into my mouth as I chewed it slowly. My eyes lit up.
"This is amazing!" I gawked, eating some more of the cake.
"Make sure you save room for the rest of the cakes!" I heard someone shout.
When I looked up, I dropped my fork. About 30 more chef came through the grand doors, each with a large cake on a food cart.
I looked around and didn't see Mark anywhere. I guess I have no choice but to taste these cakes.
|30 minutes later|
I sat back in my seat, rubbing my stomach. I was so full, and having this corset on wasn't making it any better.
I have to get out of here somehow.
"May I use the restroom?" I asked.
"Why of course your highness." The chef said. "Please don't take too long, you have more to do today."
What more do I possibly have to do?
Without hesitation, I quickly got up and left the large dining room.
I rushed down the hallway aimlessly, just trying to find somewhere to relax.
I had too much attention today. I'm not used to all this. I was always treated like shit and I'm not sure I can adjust this quickly.
I know most girls would be happy but if they were in my shoes, they'd understand. I mean, I am grateful but I don't think I deserve the position as a queen.
I soon found myself in the empty ball room. It was huge and beautiful. I walked to the middle of the room on the smooth marble floor.
I didn't have on heels yet, so my feet quietly pattered on the floor. Soon, my patters became footsteps. Heavy footsteps.
I quickly turned around and was face to face with Alexander. His Smokey grey eyes looked deep into mine.
"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." He hummed, taking my hand and placing his other hand on my waist.
He started to sway and it soon turned into a slow dance. I stumbled over his feet.
"Careful." He chuckled. "You don't want to fall."
My heart beater faster as he gave me a sly grin. Not paying attention, I trip over my own feet.
Before I hit the ground, Alexander caught me, his face close to mine.
"Looks like someone needs a few lessons." He said, his breath brushing down my neck.
"Sorry." I said, my cheeks glowing a bright red.
He laughed lowly and spun me back on my feet.
"I'm so excited for our wedding." He said, starting to dance again. "It's going to be wonderful. Especially with you as my bride."
My heart started to flutter again. What is this feeling? Snapping out of my thoughts, I looked up at him.
"Um..why do you want me as your bride?" I asked. "You don't know anything about me. And I'm not fit to be a queen."
"Why of course you are." He hummed. "And I know more than you think."
I tripped over my feet again. He held my waist to put me back in place.
"Why'd you take me from Lucifer?" I asked.
He paused, but then continued.
"He didn't deserve you." He said simply. "He had bad intentions and I didn't want to see you go through that. You deserve more. You deserve to be a queen."
Bad intentions? He saved me from my father, how can he have bad intentions? I didn't know what to say to or about that or I asked a different question.
"But I'm not even immortal." I reasoned. "What's the point of having a queen if I could die easily?"
"That will be handled my dear." He smiled. "Once you say 'I do', you'll become immortal, and have special abilities. You'll become the perfect queen. My perfect queen."
He spun me around and pulled me close again. I stepped on his foot.
"Thank goodness you don't have on shoes." He said relieved.
"You better pray I get better." I laughed.
"I know you'll get better." He growled playfully. "Especially when I teach you"
I wanted to ask questions about Lucifer and his other brother but I don't think now was the time. I didn't want to ruin the mood.
He pulled me into a tight embrace, my face buried in him chest.
"God you even smell like her."
"What was that?" I asked.
"There you are your highness!" I heard someone shout. "Oh! And your Majesty."
I looked over Alexander's shoulder. It was a chef and a maid standing there. Behind them looked like a whole classroom of people. They all bowed respectfully.
"Looks like you have to go, my queen." He sighed.
He turned to face the people.
"Your Majesty, your not allowed to see the br-"
"I know, I know, my apologies." He placed his hand on his chest and gave a slight bow. "You can change her dress and hair if you please, although she looks beautiful in what she's in now."
He looked at me and smiled. I realized he wasn't in a suit or anything. He was wearing all black. It looked as if he just came from a mission.
"Well, you should head back." He said. "It's almost four."
I looked up at a large clock on the wall above the grand doors. It read 3:50.
He planted a small kiss on my forehead and pushed me lightly towards the crowd.
"Until midnight." He said lowly, before vanishing into thin air.
I soon felt someone grab my arm gently.
"Come on your highness, we have a lot more to do." A maid said.
"Yes, you haven't tasted my cake yet." A chef commented.
I have a lot on my plate today. Sighing I followed the people.
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