The maiden in my arms

Silas grinned at hearing her. "The maiden in my arms." He whispered softly before carrying her in his arms, princess style.

Crystal didn't stop him, and enjoyed the ride afterall poor guy will soon be bedridden begging for death.

Seeing Crystal staring at him like that, Silas couldn't ignore it. "That handsome?" His question made her smirk.

"Are you?" She hummed. She rolled her eyes over.

Silas didn't answer her questions, instead his finger pinched the side of her ribcage making her jerked up a bit in surprise.

"Of course, I am nothing compared to the lady in my arms." Silas chimed, putting her down on the ground.

He opened the door of the passenger seat of the car. Once she nestled in, Silas closed the door and went to the driving seat and seat himself.

"You are going to drive?" Crystal raised a brow, her body alert.

Silas chuckled seeing her reaction. He can see why she was being dubious of her driving. He had never driven a car in front of her.

Silas leaned closer to her, their face almost touching, taking her breath away. Crystal could feel the warm breath of his tingle into her skin.

She hunched back believing he was planning to kiss her. Her eyes instinctively closed, waiting for it to end. Unlike her expectations, he did nothing and a minute passed. And feeling nothing she finally opened her eyes to see him back at his seat, putting on seat belt.

She looked down at herself and the seatbelt was tightened around her.

"..." Embarrassment rubbed right onto her face. Crystal cleared her throat trying to keep her composure.

She faced herself towards the window, cursing herself under her breath. Why was she so nervous, was she expecting something? The thought itself balled his fist with disdain.

Silas grinned seeing her like that. He was right, she somewhere likes him. He just needs to spill her feelings out.

"You are not the guy i fell for." Those were the last words she said before disappearing from his life.

The words ache more than any physical pain even to this day. She was something he chose, someone he wanted to be selfish with. But when that person fell for your mask but not the real you. Was it really love?

The drive was peaceful and quiet. Crystal looked out of the window during the whole journey. Even though Silas wanted to talk about something, he didn't know what too?

For Silas, Crystal was someone that was always above him. She was the princess. Even talking to her, shames the land under his legs. The feeling that she deserves more than him scares him.

What if what he did was not enough? What if some guy she sees who is better than him takes her away from him? He can never stop it. Can he? The fear made him lock her away. How will she fall for someone if the only guy she sees was him and only him?

Silas stopped the car in front of the marriage registration office. It was no point deliberating on something that will never happen. In a few minutes she will be his and even death can't do them apart.

"Ready?" Silas smiled brightly.

Crystal turned her head on that, and beamed in response and blinked as an answer. A thought ran across her mind.

"Will you smile like this on your deathbed too?"

He parked the car and got out, Silas opened the door for her and lovingly took her hands in his. People who didn't know them would think what a devoted guy she was. Some girls will be jealous.

But under the skin of humans was a cruel monster. Villian of her story and the reason for her misery. Crystal heard stories of knights in shining armors who saved the princess from the monsters. Those were the stories told to her.

But no one told her that knights can be those monsters too. A monster that will lock her in a tower far away from everyone. That monster was a prince of the country. This was the fairytale Crystal heard. Then why was this her life?

Before the thought penetrated more hatred into her heart. Crystal stopped. She was not a princess. To survive this world she had to be villianess too. That was the only way.

***

After an hour or so…

Crystal never expected, it took so little effort and time to get married. It looked like it was easier to get married than divorce. But she will not divorce, she is going to be a widow after all.

Crystal clenched onto the red booklet they gave her, forcing the beam on her face like a true happy one. Silas hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulders.

"Congrats, wife." He felicitated her and under his breath he also thanked her that she didn't hear.

"You too, husband…" her words sounded more frivolous than ever. Silas ignored her behavior. He is more blind to it than anyone.

"I have something for you, let's go." Silas announced almost dragging to their car.

Crystal didn't even get the chance to ask when he drove towards the city. The excitement on his face was clear. In contrast to his enthusiasm, her body feels trapped. Suffocated as she has been drawn into the ocean.

Stranded under the calm water, her body refused to move an inch. Her soul restless, walling cries after cries for rescue yet her body serene, letting the ocean take over her.

Crystal woke up in a jolt. Panting hard, her heart beating to her ribcage. It took her a minute or two to realize she was still in the car, not somewhere in the ocean.

Her tensed muscles relaxed up abit, she looked at the man beside her, looking at her concern.