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Chapter 2 - Rahan pov

Rahan pov

The trip to ALDOVIA was a headache and for wat Catherine hand on marriage we got to the palace greated

By the king himself he seemed happy about her arrival I mean his daughter was ripe for marriage and a suitor has come to ask for her hand a prince to be exact we were taken to our rooms then told to come to the dinning hall for breakfast i went to the dining hall passing the hallway with artistic molding on the high ceilings the white walls were adorned with gemstones showing grandeur their was stained glass window adding as another source of light. It looked the same. the the dinning hall had a long white table with gold craving of the family hierlom it was a buffet with diverse meals maid stood at the end of the table to serve everyone and attend to their needs everyone was at seat except Catherine.

Then she walked in ever so graciously like a delicate flower not to be plucked she wore a yellow floral pattern dress.she looks the same but grown I was still staring at her when she looked at me her green eyes they got duller she away almost immediately as if avoiding a plague a few minutes into the meal she said she was done and wanted to be dismissed. Then I asked to be dismissed too I followed her but she didn't even want to listen which was pissing I walked faster and grabbed her hand

'why are you avoiding me ''i asked holding her wrist ''i am not'' she argued

I tighten my grip she was lying

''Rahan…..you are hurting me'' she yelled I

let go of her she was tearing and acting fragile liar she rushed to her room like it was a safe haven I knocked for a while and left I met queen Victoria and I was breathless despite having a 18 yr old daughter she looked 30 she assured me she would speak with she entered with a spare key after a while she left and gave me a glance like a signal to go on so I entered her bed wasn't made her room had high ceiling a silver chandalier stood at the end of the room a crimson chair facing the fireplace, curtains were of velvet drapes and bedsheet made from silk fabric.

''Catherine '' I called no response she was being rude i walked closer held her chin to meet gaze i was so angry I wanted to try and be a good husband to her but she kept acting stubborn '' How are you my beautiful wife to be'' I said with a smile '' i am never going...to be your wife'' she spat

I wanted to hit her but swallowed

''we will see ''

''we will '' she replied standing on her feet attempting to leave the room does she want me to beg her I can't marry a non responsive wife i held her hand and saw a faint mark on her hand

''did i do this to you my wife '' i laughed it serves her right she looked angry and her red hair was all over her face I used my thumb to arranged her hair. ''don't touch me'' she protested but I didn't listen she forced her hand and threw me a slap and ran out of the room.

I heard her scold the guards then the king voice then someone fell I went to check Catherine passed out the guards carried her to a infirmary we were told her sugar levels is low cause she hadn't eaten.

When she woke her dad gave her a earful she was a female child she should have taken better care of herself. Mum asked if she was doing alright like she cares. Catherine is indeed beautiful but if she hadn't been royal blood I wouldn't marry her the queens excused me and Catherine to talk but she was just gulping down food and reagrdless how hungry she was she had to eat like a girl.

''did you enjoy the slap'' she asked with a sinister grin which was funny cause when we get married she'd be at my mercy i walked closer

'' soon it will be the other way around '' then I left I didn't need to say much she got the message she was at the losing end of the battle

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