Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 1

My entire life I had been preparing for this day. I always knew that I was never going to be able to choose whom to marry because I was a woman and a princess. I didn't have the right to choose. Hell, I didn't have any rights at all. My opinions and feelings didn't matter to anyone, not even my own family.

In fact, my father viewed me as a tool to gain more power, to create an alliance with the kingdom of Decresh - a very powerful kingdom - by marrying me off to one of their princes.

"For a prince and princess, the kingdom comes first," Father said. "Your desire for something comes after."

Yes, right. It could for a prince, but not for a princess. If a prince married for alliance and didn't like his wife, he could just marry another. Usually most of them had several wives and mistresses, but for a princess the story was different. There's nothing she could do. She just had to please her husband and watch as he married other women when he gets bored with her. I felt my blood boil, but now was not the time to get angry.

Leaving all the bad thoughts behind me, I studied myself in the mirror. My maids had spent hours preparing me, making me look more beautiful than I was. I was wearing a white and golden dress, and my brown hair was combed back beautifully with golden hairpins in the shapes of flowers and leaves. The makeup was perfect, the only problem was the jewelry. They were beautiful but heavy, now that I was wearing a lot of them. I was already feeling weak because of nervousness, or was it fear? I didn't know, but I was feeling sick. There was a knot in my stomach that refused to go away no matter how hard I tried to calm down.

"My Lady, don't you like the dress?" Lydia asked.

Lydia and Ylva, my handmaids, have been taking care of me since I was a little girl. They were the only ones I could talk to. I would miss them once I left.

"No, I love it. It's beautiful." I tried to smile, but failed.

Lydia could see the fear on my face.

"Everything will be alright," she told me. "Don't listen to the rumors, they are nothing but just that. Maybe your husband is a nice man." She tried to sound positive, but I could hear the doubt in her voice.

Not that I believed the rumors, but they did affect me. I wasn't scared because people said that he was the devil's son, they couldn't be speaking literally. They were probably referring to his personality, that maybe he was a liar, a tempter, a murderer, a manipulator or that he was just pure evil, and that's what scared me.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and shortly after a court lady came in.

"My Lady, it's time," she informed me.

I descended the stairs, careful not to fall or stumble, but it was hard with the long dress and the heavy jewelry. I was relieved when there were only a few steps left, but just then I stepped on my dress and stumbled forward, almost falling before a strong arm came around my waist and saved me from ruining myself on my wedding day.

Straightening myself, I looked up to see who it was. Who had dared to touch a princess like that? Not that I minded, I was just curious.

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golden, they had the color of flames or

man in

had knots in my stomach before, now suddenly I

his thick raven black hair fell over his shoulders down to his waist. You could tell from the

yes... I am... I am fine, My Lord," I

He bowed elegantly before turning

I stared at his back while he walked

getting married and didn't have

to hear what I

my finger in front of their faces to wake them up. "Yes,

a greeting exchange between the bride and the groom and their families. I gave the guard a nod, and he informed my presence, then

left them behind to walk inside. Now I

high but kept my gaze low, only looking at the floor until I

father just gestured for me to sit down at a table nearby. He was unbothered by the fact that he was marrying me off

everyone's eyes on me, some stared at me with pity and others with repulsion as if it was my fault I was getting married to whoever I was getting married to. They should

groom's presence and everyone turned their attention from me to the door. The room went quiet as the guests waited for the groom to enter.

he have red eyes and long nails and maybe even black horns on his head? Don't be ridiculous, I told myself

as my heart hammered inside my

Wait!

was the man from earlier with the golden eyes. He couldn't be

at him surprised as well and began to whisper hysterically into each other's ears. They must have been expecting someone with black horns to enter the room and

by the whispers or stares, he

he said,

I already got a bad feeling about him. Not because I thought my father deserved any kind of respect, but because he was so daring with his

seem to care. My father, on the other hand, didn't react. He

turn to me I looked down quickly, then heard the clicking sound of his footsteps as he neared before sitting on the other

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