Chapter 22: HELP! My Fan Club is Organizing a Wedding?!
Chapter 22: HELP! My Fan Club is Organizing a Wedding?!
Step One: Accept That Life is Over
I sat at the head of a massive ballroom, surrounded by hundreds of fan club members.
Yes. Hundreds.
Why are there so many?!
Some held "#TeamDamian" banners.
Others waved "#TeamLila" flags.
And then—
A MASSIVE SIGN THAT SAID "JUST MARRY BOTH."
I gasped. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!"
A noble girl stood up. "We're supporting your love story!"
"IT'S NOT A LOVE STORY, IT'S A NIGHTMARE!"
Damian: "That's rude."
Lila: "I'm a little hurt."
I glared. "YOU ARE NOT HELPING."
Step Two: Discover the Ultimate Betrayal
A girl in a frilly pink dress stood up.
"We've all decided!"
I gulped. "Decided what?"
She beamed.
"Lady Seraphina's engagement should be announced at the royal ball!"
…
I AM GOING TO PASS OUT.
I stood up. "NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT."
A boy in the crowd nodded. "We already have wedding designs planned."
Lila: "Oh? Let me see."
DAMIAN: "I'd like to approve the ring selection."
I SLAMMED MY HAND ON THE TABLE.
"WHY ARE YOU BOTH ENCOURAGING THIS?!"
Step Three: Try to Escape (And Fail, Obviously)
I grabbed Lila's hand. "WE ARE LEAVING."
She smiled. "We?"
"…Fine. I AM LEAVING."
I turned to run—
Damian casually blocked the door.
I froze.
"…Move."
Damian grinned. "No."
I glared. "MOVE OR I'LL BITE YOU."
Damian leaned down. "Go ahead."
…
WHY DOES HE MAKE EVERYTHING SOUND FLIRTATIOUS?!
Lila sighed. "Seraphina, let's just enjoy the moment."
"NO. NEVER."
Step Four: Everything Gets Worse
Someone rang a bell.
An old lady stepped forward.
"I am the Royal Matchmaker," she announced.
I stared.
"…Excuse me?"
She pulled out a scroll.
"I have come to analyze Lady Seraphina's compatibility with both candidates."
I grabbed my head. "NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS."
Lila smiled. "Go ahead."
DAMIAN ALSO NODDED. "This should be interesting."
I wanted to cry.
Step Five: Accept My Fate (Temporarily)
The Matchmaker studied us.
"Lady Seraphina and Duke Damian… 98% compatibility."
The crowd cheered.
I choked. "WHAT?!"
Damian smirked. "Not bad."
The Matchmaker turned to Lila.
"Lady Seraphina and Lady Lila… 99% compatibility."
The crowd screamed.
I collapsed. "WHY IS IT HIGHER?!"
Lila winked. "We were meant to be."
Damian shrugged. "I'll allow it."
I threw my chair.
"THERE IS NOTHING TO ALLOW."
Step Six: Realize I Am Doomed
The Matchmaker nodded.
"It is clear. The perfect solution—"
I held my breath.
"…LADY SERAPHINA SHOULD MARRY BOTH."
I FELL TO THE FLOOR.
Damian: "I accept."
Lila: "I do too."
I screamed.
To Be Continued…
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Want Chapter 23? Because Seraphina is NOT escaping this forced engagement anytime soon!