Thread: Sold to an Arrangement (Rania Lark x Wander)

What Prince Leopold and the rest of the congregation didnt know was that Susanna was having the exact same feelings of anger and defiance at the ceremony taking place to end her entire life. Once she had arrived at the castle, she was swiftly carted off to a large dressing room where her clothes were stripped from her and replaced with a wedding dress that was twice as large and ten times more ornately decorated. The bodice was cut straight across the top of her corseted breasts, the straps cutting across the tops of her arms, directly beneath her shoulders. The white satin was beaded over every inch of the bodice with both white and diamond beads that shimmered in the light. The skirt of the dress was layered over and over to expand the circumference out as far as was appropriate for the occasion. Her hair was restyled and piled atop her head in a mash of curls and secured with a tall, diamond encrusted tiara. Behind the tiara, a white veil was attached, the front of it pulled down over her face. Once the bride was prepared, the ladies in waiting along with two guards escorted her from the dressing room and down to the basilica for her impending nuptials. The ceremony dragged on for what seemed like an eternity. The priest speaking of bringing them together and tangling them into one bond, or something of the sort. Susannas face was not as stoic as the Princes as his faade cracked only slightly over the course of the sermon. Behind the clouded veil, Susannas face was a grimace of disgust and anger. If she could have stomped her feet and walked out she would have but the armed soldiers at the door would not have let her get very far, let alone the challenges of the cumbersome wedding dress. No, she would have to deal with the ceremony and perhaps weasel her way out of this arrangement later. Unbeknownst to her, Susannas thoughts of the prince mirrored his. She would never touch him intimately, never bear him children and would only remain in the same room if they were being watched. There was no affection from her side either as the priest rattled off the wedding vows starting with the Prince. As he said the two words that would entwine them together, the priest then turned to her. And do you, Princess Susanna of the Kingdom of Ventraille, take Prince Leopold to be your lawfully wedded husband? Susanna gritted her teeth as she let out a sharp exhale of breath as she spoke. I do. Ugh, the words slipped out of her mouth like molasses. Slow and sticky as she sealed her fate to the Prince, forging an alliance between the two kingdoms while tearing apart two families. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride. The words were like sour grapes over Susannas tongue as she grimaced at the thought of kissing a man she had just met and had never had any semblance of intelligent conversation with. She was a pawn, a piece of property to be bought and sold and this day, she was sold in order to further her own fathers goals! Her hands tightened around the bouquet of small white flowers in her hands as the Prince reached for the veil, lifting it up over her head and back over the tiara to expose her face to her new husband. Susanna met his stone gaze with one of her own, expressing her distaste for the union in her steely blue eyes. But then the Prince took hold of her and before she could protest, pressed his lips hard onto hers. Susannas eyes widened in surprise and shock as his hands snaked around her waist to pull her closer to him. Her back arched away from him as a quiet groan of protest vibrated through her throat. But she couldnt move as he continued his assault over her, holding her firmly in place as his tongue snaked out from his mouth to run over her supple lips before pushing them aside to plunder her mouth. Then just as sudden as he had grabbed her, his hands released her sending her bending forward slightly as she caught her balance. Wiping her own lips from the sudden onslaught, her eyes firing daggers towards him while her lips remained pursed and silent, fighting the urge to give the Prince a piece of her mind. That would wait until they were safely in private, away from prying eyes and ears that would seek to destroy both of their lives even further.