@intheirabsence !
one week after that event, hazel’s engagement to julian was announced everywhere. and now, just a week after that, the day of the wedding had arrived. two weeks, the princess had two weeks of sneaking out every night to meet grant, to learn to be able to defend herself. they had almost been caught twice, and each night her feelings for him grew more and more. she was able to learn a few things, but she knew neither of them were happy with how little time they got. not long before the start of the ceremony, emrys made his way up to his sisters room, wanting to make sure she was fairing well enough. he felt like he had barely seen her in the last two weeks, since she was constantly being dragged around for this and that.
he was able to speak to her, try and give her some words of encouragement, that she would be okay, that if he could stop it for her he would. that last one was whispered in her ear as he hugged her, out of ear shot from their mother. emrys had tried to find eden after that but couldn’t find her, assuming she would have been setting up in the ball room for the reception. they had spent nearly every night since the ball sneaking to see each other, mostly to talk but also sharing a few more stolen kisses.
hazel was not fairing well. she had been fine up until today, had been able to push the thoughts from her mind. pretend it wasn’t really happening. but now it was unavoidable. she was about to marry a man she despised. tomorrow she would be leaving the only home she had ever known, leaving behind the man she truly loved and couldn’t even tell him that she did. she tried to let emrys’s words sink in, let them calm her down but didn’t work as well as they both had hoped.
the next hour flew by even faster and before she knew it, the king was walking her down the aisle straight to julian. he looked handsome enough, but she knew better than to believe the pretty lie he painted for everyone else in the room. the prince had a temper, one he hadn’t been afraid to show her one night during the week of their engagement. she had never told grant about it or her mother for that matter, because her mother wouldn’t care. and she didn’t want to worry grant with it. she would be okay, she could handle herself now. at least she hoped.
the ceremony droned on, and the princess could feel her panic rising more and more, hands clasped together before her to try and keep them from shaking. every moment she could steal she was scanning the crowd for her knight. for grant. for him to come and save her from this. ‘your highness?’ came the voice of the priest, and hazel blinked, looking over to him. they were staring at her and it was clear she had been asked a question. ‘do you take prince julian as your lawfully wedded husband?’ the priest asked again. she was about to open her mouth to respond but the words got caught in her throat.









