Chapter 2: Horror of humane
The sudden news of the ' Duke only daughter' had gotten married to a human prince had spread faster than rain of pugnacity among the moon elves clan's.
No body said anything, nor let's out any compliant. Yet, it only rebuke slient whispers and pity.
Who doesn't know how much the Duke despise _this dearing daughter of his_ or how much his obsess over getting a son.
Yet, no one knows how deep his obsession is; no one knows it more that the figure covered in white vein that knees outside- The extrance way.
Rain droplets through the vein ran through her damp hair ' odd black yet sliver.' towards her droop eyelashes and unto her stiff fingers that grip tightly on her greatest treasure.
[ " Father... I can't-I-I don't want to get married... ]
Desmond thin body shivered. Her earlobe, nose bridge, fingers tip were bruise bright red due to cold. Her kneel were numb but she couldn't get up yet.
She had to wait for the groom.
It's the law of moon elves to kneel to their in await for their groom. They believe it as a sign of acceptance and total submission of a woman to her husband.
This was always done in a form of ceremony and celebration by the people.
Desmond had read in books of elves cultures. How the bride would be grace with expensive accessories and giving the holy spring to drink from to receive the blessings of the ' Mother Tree' She would kneel and then dance of the arrival of her groom.
_'Even when it's a monster.'_ She most dance to show how happy she is ; if she didn't want to be disgrace or be a disgrace to her family.
Yet, nor of this was done for her.
Desmond stared at her pale skin that held reddish bruisers. Her head felt heavy counting every day she had to wait for him.
Every day the dagger under her skirt was getting heavy_ and unreasonable pies of guilt adding up.
[ " Father...! I beg of you... p-please.]
She shudder. From cold or fear, I couldn't tell anymore.
Her father was a monster but wasn't cold blooded as humans. They were evil and super ugly creature with huge horns and one eyes.
Humans were also extinct members of a family Hominidae, characterized by superior intelligence.
In fact, according that the laws books. Humans are taxonomic species that aren't different from demons.
Knowledge she had learned about this creature, caused her to shiver harder_ knowing that this creature_ was going to be her husband.
Something she would spend a life time with. Desmond didn't want any of that's, neither did she want what she was asked to do.
She wasn't a murderer, she couldn't bring herself to kill someone. She wasn't a dark elf, even when she was treated like one.
As she clapped her face. The rain had stop falling yet the cold wind cause her to shiver.
" What a sight to see."
Those cold tone cause her to be startled. Her flush face and clouded eyes look up in surprised.
The tall huge man clouded her presence.
_ Was this her husband?_ She couldn't speak but gulp. How long has he been here?
She struggled to stand up with her head bowed, her hands hugging the huge book and on the other hand trying to hold tight of the small dagger.
_ What was she going to do?_
" Is this how moon elves welcomed their husband... How disappointing."
The human man walked slowly towards her with a tone of sarcasm. Yet, Desmond didn't dare lift her head and took two steps at his every feet step
.
She didn't want to see that ugly face.
She could hear feel the cold pricing glaze on her back but her head felt lightheaded and throat oddly thirsty and sore.
" We-welcome... Home." Desmond didn't know how to refer her husband. She didn't even know his name or anything about him.
She felt like a fish, that was lure with food to come out of its save heaven but no one told the fish; it will end up in the stomach of another.
But_ she didn't want to infuriate him further. She didn't want to get beaten a second of meeting her unknown husband.
" Home?" His tone sounded distant and thaw. His face completely frosted but Desmond couldn't see it but she could feel his unbound anger.
He snatch her arm and uttered softly.
" I have no home."
Their was a pause as Desmond frozen. Her sliver eyes seem dazed at the masculine beautiful in front of her, a familiar face that brings back memories flooding back.
" Aren't you going to dance to welcome your husband? Desdemona..." His blue eyes narrowed and lips form a cold smile.
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Lizbreaker1174
Lizbreaker1174 Desmond thinks humans are ugly but seeing the face of her husband...
she not breath taking but seem to remember someone...
How odd.
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