Her Marriage, Her Revenge

This is her fourth day in this room and that blue-eyed man never comes back since the last time that he visited her in this room. She shrugged her shoulders. Although he finds the man gorgeous, her purpose for coming here is their King, not him.

While thinking about what to do in case the blue-eyed man will try to kill her, she heard some knocks on the door. It is the middle-aged woman again.

“Mademoiselle, you have to be ready. Please freshen up. In a while, our beautician will be coming in to prepare you for a big event.” She said while smiling then excused herself from her thereafter.

Asalea wondered what event the woman was referring to and why she needed to attend it.

Nonetheless, she followed the woman's advice and took a quick shower.

She was drying up her blond long curly hair when the beautician arrived. She is a young woman with a colorful face and fingernails.

“Are you ready to be the most beautiful woman tonight?” the beautician admiringly looking at her asked.

Asalea just shrugged off and took her seat in front of the mirror.

She closed her mouth and decided not to talk while the beautician was fixing her hairdo. After giving her hair queen hair-like style and adornment, the beautician followed by doing her make- up. Asalea remained silent. She does not want to ask. She will just go with the flow.

“Gosh, you are perfect!” The beautician’s eyes are glowing in delight while looking at her.

“Finished?” Asalea asked.

to bring your gown Madam.” She smiled and after giving

The hairdo

heard another knock on the door and thereafter a tall pretty lady with a black long gown in her hand and a paper

must be the

designer looked at her and nodded approvingly of what

time to wear your gown Madam. Here it is.” The fashion designer came near and unzipped the back of the elegant black long serpentine tube-style gown. The upper

is beautiful,” Asalea exclaimed when the dress fitted

and elegant.” She clapped her hands in full satisfaction then got a shoebox inside the paper bag and

her high-heeled shoes to her feet. She

Madam, someone will pick you up and guide you to the event venue.” Then the jolly fashion designer left with a smile on her

mirror inside the room. Looking at herself, she is thankful that she got both

did not know what would be next. Would it be her death or freedom? She is however prepared to fight just in case. She

young man in his Armani suit entered the room and asked her to follow him. He has a paper

are we going?” she was not

to the Palace’s Astrodome, which is just nearby.” He

man who fetched her. It is somewhat dark. The only light that intrudes its darkness is some torches put in every corner of the Astrodome and many in front, where a man wearing a black robe like a priest is standing beside the altar. He is holding a black book. She knows that it is

guess that an event is a wedding event. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. “Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched

and then got something inside the paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said again, handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with