Dance With A Servant Boy [ON INDEFINITE HIATUS]

Wedding

The next morning...

"Leah! Its time to get your dress!" Mother said.

Great. I don't get to pick out my dress OR my husband.

At the shop...

The dress was hideous! It was covered in frills, bows, and lace. The skirt was bigger than a garden fountain, and the sleeves looked like balloons. Ugh!

The wedding...

The Duke and I stood in front of the officiant. I had to resist the urge to glare at him. Then, the officiant turned around.

"Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam"He said. (If you get the reference, you get internet cookies!)

I had to stifle a laugh.

Later...

"Skip to the end." The Duke snapped.
I rolled my eyes.

"Have you the wing?"

"And do you, Leah..."

"Man and wife. Say man and wife!"

"Man and wife."

It's over! And now, my nightmare begins. F***.

A/N: Thoughts?