The Devil In Guise - Chapter 114

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The Author’s POV.

It took her two days to recovery. When Angelina woke on her bed, she felt like Killing herself again.

Life rejected her and death did same.

“You are finally awake Angelina” her mother kissed her forehead. She could not sleep for days because of her daughter’s condition.

“Mother your eyes are weary” Angelina told her. She thought death was the solution to her problems but that was not the truth. Her parents were hurt because of her foolish actions. “Forgive me mother, I am selfish. I didn’t think of you before doing this.

“I have also failed to understand you my child. I blame my self in this situation. If any thing would have happen to you, I won’t have forgive my self” Alex sobbed.

“No mother, is not your fault” Angelina said. When she tried to get up from the bed, her waist and neck ached.

Alex helped Angelina to sit on the bed. She took a pillow and gave laid her back on it.

“Where is Father ?” She asked looking around. He was supposed to be here when she wake up or was he angry with her?

“T-today is.. prince Stefan’s wedding. He was invited” Alex stammered. She did not want Angelina to attempt suicide again because of the wedding. “I hope you are not upset?”

Angelina narrowed her eyes at Alex. “Mother, should I be Happy that life has snatched him away from me again? This is the most painful thing that had ever happened to me.”

It was not written in her destiny that she should be happy. Each time happiness knocked at her door, fate came from nowhere and kicked it away.

She was a bad omen , full of ill luck. People who were closer to her felt nothing but darkness and pain.

“What are you thinking about Angelina?” Her mother snapped her out of her thoughts.

“Stefan, mother! I just wished I could have seen him before the wedding” She cried. Alex hated seeing her daughter like this. She have been through so much in life, at least the creator Should smile at her even it was once.

“Come here , don’t cry. The gods will bring a man that would love and cherish you one day. Even when you tells him that I don’t want you, he will still come after you” Alex hugged and Pat her back.

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“Do you want to change your mind Stefan?” She asked. He was yet to put on his wedding clothes. The windows of the room were wide opened, ushering the cool evening breeze in to the room. Queen Annabelle knew that Stefan was upset about everything that was happening in these few days. But what can she do about it? He went ahead to make a deal with his mother without thinking about it.

But what could it?

“Leave me alone Annabelle. I need privacy” He was standing closed to the window. The breeze blew his ruffled hair making him look more handsome. If its was in the present days, he would have been a model.

“You can still stop this wedding, Stefan. There is still time before you take your vows at the Altar. After that you won’t have an opportunity to get out of it” she told him. Queen Annabelle wished Stefan could stand up for himself. She couldn’t do that for herself because her lover’s life was in danger at the time.

“What do you expect me to do?” Stefan turned and faced her. His eyes were swollen and teary. He did not want to show queen Annabelle that he was weak. She saw him as a strong man not some weak vessel.

In the past, he had fought for lovers to be united but little did he know that his love story was going to be more tragic!

Queen Annabelle noticed that he was not happy with what he was about to do but something was holding him back.

“Tell me what discussion did you have Queen mother Daria. At least give me one reason choose to go on with this wedding” She pleaded. “If it’s not a good reason then I will help you escape from this bondage.”

“Is about Angelina. If I marry Princess Amara then she would be save.”

Queen Annabelle sighed. The old woman always have her way no matter what it was. “this is a serious Stefan. If queen mother Daria said so then obey her or Angelina might die.

“Exactly my point. I have no choice” he ran his hand through his ruffled hair. Stefan knew there was no out. He was going to go down stairs and meet with his bride to me.

“Take a deep breath and come down stairs” Queen Annabelle said. “I wish Angelina could see what you are going through because of her. Your love for her is real and pure despite the fact that she does not love you. I pray you find true love one day, Stefan.”

He nodded.

“I am going to be the rest downstairs. Please do come my friend”

“Yes I will.”

Stefan fell in to the sofa after Queen Annabelle left. ‘Angelina where on Earth are you? Free me from this torture my love.’

He buried his head in his hands and cried.

‘You are not a woman Stefan. Get up and do the right thing’ he muttered to him self.

Quickly, Stefan went to the bathroom, he poured warm water on his body cooling the heat he felt earlier.

But who was going to cool his heart?

After bathing for fifteen minutes, he picked the clothes on the bed and wore them. They were waiting for him downstairs. His mother would be very angry.

It’s was his wedding, they had no choice than to wait for the handsome groom.

He was combing his blonde hair when a knock came on the door. After few minutes of no answer, the person spoke

“Please come down stay my prince , we are worried.”

The sentence was wrong. He knew they were not worried but scared that he might not show up.

Stefan dropped the comb on the floor and went to meet them downstairs.

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In the hall, there was no sight of Stefan yet.

“Mother , if you are here then who went to bring Stefan down stairs” The king asked. He was sitting for hours waiting for his brother to come.

She was confused on what to say. “I sent Annabelle to his room. They will soon come downstairs, don’t stress about it.”

Even though she told him not to stress about it, Queen mother Daria was worried. If Stefan changed his mind at the last minute, then the king of Red valley would wage a war on Akkad.

They weren’t ready for war right now. Lincoln was just the king and not a fighter. Stefan was the one who took care of the battles after their father died.

“What is taking them so long?” The king asked. He was very angry with his brother. Stefan always looked for way to humiliate him in the public.

No answer.

If his mother did not over pampered Stefan, they would not have been in this situation today.

When Lincoln looked at the stairs , he saw Queen Annabelle. She was alone. He wondered if Stefan had changed his mind. Fear gripped him as she walked to where they were sitting.

“Have you spoken to him?” Queen mother Daria asked. She wanted to be the first to know. In case, he refused, she would look for another alternative to bring him down stairs instead of telling the guests that the wedding has been cancelled.

“Yes mother. Stefan will join us soon, there is no need for you to worry about anything” Queen Annabelle answered. The relief on their faces showed that they were worried.

She wished there was way to stop this wedding without hurting anyone.

The priest was tired of sitting at the Altar. He sat down for more than four hours. Neither the groom nor bride was present. If they wanted more time, they would have scheduled the wedding at their own convenient time.

The guest began to whisper and murmur when princess Amara came down stairs. She had been waiting for hours and no one wanted to tell her the truth. She had no choice than to come and see things her self.

Stefan was not at the Altar. When she looked around her gaze fell on Lincoln whose face told her what was happening.

May be the groom refused to continue with the wedding.

Gathering the Hem of dress in one hand, she marched to where the royal family were and lashed at them. They were the reason why every thing was happening.

“Don’t be angry Princess Amara” Queen Natasha was the first to spoke. “Mother sent Annabelle upstairs and he will join us.”

“Soon? Did you just say soon? I have been waiting in that damn room for hours” she yelled as she pointed towards the room. “I swear if Stefan changed his mind at this minute, I will kill myself.”

They looked at her with shocks on their faces. Quickly, queen Natasha dragged her to a corner.

“If you continue being disrespectful, Stefan might change his mind. He will only marry a girl who respect his family.”

“Natasha, I am scared” Princess Amara told. Her hands were trembling along side with her legs.

Before she could say another word, she saw him.

His Spartan shoulders stood out amongst men. His deep blue eyes turned silver when ever light shone on them. His moves were that of a cat, slow yet, seductive!

She had already fallen for Stefan. But what if he came down here to call off the wedding?