Chapter 5

Maddox's POV

Willow never really knew what I was going to do with her... What she would endure in her time here. No doubt had my princess thought she was going to live the rest of her long life here with me and not have me drink her to death her first night here. She tastes divine, but there is so much more I need from her. 

She has no idea how much I crave her, and in so so many ways. 

Luckily, though, today is the day I can finally keep her as mine once and for all after those long grueling months of watching and admiring her from afar. To taste her lips is all I can think about. 

I flip the covers off of my well-rested body and get out of bed. Peering outside the window over my bed, I see it's late morning now. 

You may think that vampires live only during night, but here in Nitraville, it is only ever darkness. Because I am a hybrid, I can sleep whenever I please, but with consequences. If I were to step outside the dome, I could suffer gravely, but not near as bad as my father or brother. 

A knock sounds at my door as I walk on over to the table that has my suit layed out for this very special day. I'm only in a pair of briefs, but I could care less. No matter what, this body will be for my Willow and no one else in hours. "Who is it?" I call out as I begin to pull the black dress shirt over my arms and button it up over my chest. 

"Freya has arrived, your Majesty." It's one of the maids, one of the shy ones to be more exact. 

I smile. Ah, Freya, I haven't been greeted by her presence in ages. "Come in, Darling," I chime out. 

I can read the nervous and dirty thoughts in her mind through the door when she says, "O-oh alright then..." The door then clicks open slowly and the door screams out with a creak. When she enters, her eyes immediately revert to the ground. 

I chuckle and come up to her and grab hold of her chin, facing her small, worried face towards me. "Scared?" I ask, my voice becoming a laugh. It is so amusing watching the maids and reading their minds. I know that they dream of having me- of touching me. 

She tugs away from my grip and takes a sad attempt to keep her gaze away from me. "Di..." she struggles to find the words, making me smile.

Ugh, humans are so naive.

"What did you need, your majesty?" she asks, her back turned towards me. 

Sighing out, I head back towards my clothes and button up the rest of my shirt. "Tell the maids with Willow to have her ready in twenty. I want us married as soon as possible; there is no more time to waste with this nonsense of a wedding."

She curses herself for thinking I wanted her. "Of course, Sir," she says and scurries out of the room so quick even I'm surprised. 

With a chuckle, I dress myself entirely, putting new briefs on and pushing my mane out of my face with a comb. Lastly, I brush my fangs 'till they shine and put on my best cologne.

Only for Willow. 

Then, without a second thought in mind, I take myself to the ceremony with dark magic I hold within me.

In only a second, I reach the dark gardens of the castle. I smile, taking in the scent of the red and black roses growing in perfectly kempt bushes around me. Further out, I can see Freya and my father conversating at the black and bloody-vined arbor. Freya has our old family, blood book sprawled out in her boney hands, reading over the lines she is to say during the ceremony. 

"Hello, Freya," I greet as I reach her presence with my gifted speed. Unlike others, she doesn't even look up with a flinch or scare; she knows it's me. 

"Maddox," she replies, a grin playing on her face. She shuts the book and tucks it between her arm and side. "How's my favourite king-to-be doing on this magnificent day, hmm?" Her bright blue- almost turquoise eyes lift into her smile. Her eyes are one thing that makes her so special; having the most perfect, chocolate skin to compliment them; short, black braided hair with twists of purple and blue in them. She could easily take the place as one of the most beautiful people out there. Well, right behind Willow.

Servants around us begin to disperse suddenly and the classical wedding music that is being played by Liam on his chello and on the piano by Samual. It's quite obvious that Liam and Samual are jealous of this whole big wedding going on: We're in a fairly private venue outside of the castle in the garden, but lords, kings, queens, princesses, princes- you name it, are all seated patiently in their spots or are heading towards their designated seats. This is an important day and no matter what their title may be, this outrules the importance of anything else. We are the hybrids, vampires and most death-defying beings. This is history for everyone to see. 

"I am well, Freya. I'm glad you were able to help with this weding on such late notice," I whisper down to her as she begins flipping through her book's pages to find the correct part for the weddng. 

She smiles. "Anything for my old friend," she stops suddenly when her pointed elf-like ears pick up on the quiet swish of the doors at the main enterance. She looks up and stares blankly ahead at the opening. "Well, let's meet this beauty, shall we?"

Nodding, I turn my body fully towards the doors that have opened now, revealing Willow in the dress, the dress that has been altered and used for so many occasions such as this: the aligning of two beings to form the kingdom once again with new rule over it. 

She looks more than just beautiful in that dress, she looks magnificent. From here, I can admire how the dress fits perfectly to her little, sharp curves; the carefully designed flowers trailing down her arms and breasts, just covering her in all the right places. The gown is long too, and not far behind I can see two little fairy children from the kingdom of Ecrazia, the beings of King and Queen Shalhaven, latching on to Willow's dress in attempt to help her down the aisle. 

I almost feel guilt seeing her slowly walk down the aisle with all the beings watching her every move- all people she does not know. Never had she thought that this would be her wedding day.

Inching closer, I see her hands are shaking furiously, and her face is completely colourless under all her makeup. 

Then the music comes to a stop and everyone takes their seats once again. 

"Today," Freya begins, her voice loud with promise and excitement. "Today we celebrate the upbringing of a new king and his princess," she glances down at Willow from her podium, gesturing towards her, "Willow Parker."

Not even for a second does Willow share a glance with the crowd, me nor Freya. I can already hear the quiet whispering gossip from the other royals. But Freya continues despite. 

"Let's keep this short and simple, hmm?" Freya announces, lighten the mood of the crowd. She turns to me, so I take Willows hands in her surprise and stare down at her. "Do you, Maddox Oliver Archfiend wish to have Willow Charmaine Parker as your princess for the rest of your life, to bare your childre, and to love and to hold in ruling and put her before your duties?"

Willow's eyes go wide with terror at the words, "to bare your children", but it is only obvious to me, thankfully. The crowd would have her stoned in an instant seeing her face filled with such grief.

I smirk, only engulfing her horror like it's my energy. Willow is mine and no one will say otherwise. "I wish to take to take her," I say, not a trace of uncertainty in my voice. Little does she know, she has nothing to say after this because it is all my choice whether we marry or not.

With a grin, Freya slams the book shut, tucking it underneath her arm once again. "Creatures of Nitraville and beings of others, I present to you, King Maddox Archfiend and Princess Willow Archfiend," she turns towards us, her hands clasped together with excitement. "Please, My King, kiss your beautiful Princess now."

In an instant, I pull Willow into me and wrap my arms around her small waist, feeling her human warmth against me. "Just relax, Princess," I tell her, tucking a loose lock behind her ear. "It will all be fine, just let me lead the way."

With my hand underneath her jaw, I bend down into her and plant my lips against hers softly. For a moment, I can feel her entire body untense and her heartbeat slows down. But then, she backs away when she notices what we've done.