Page 155 of Finding Love with the Fae King

“Ready as I will ever be,” I replied to Lucca as I grabbed a single blue rose from the vase. There were no enormous bouquets of flowers, just one rose that would be joined with Osirus’s once I arrived at both thrones. Each flower would be put together in one single vase, symbolizing our union to create a new and beautiful nation.

I took one sniff of the flower while my father held out his arm for me to take. Tulip, Amora, and Clara walked down the aisle in front of us, not as bridesmaids but as viewers of the ceremony. Their mates gripped them tightly and had them sit on their laps, a great way to save on seating.

My father and I had halted at the door, waiting for the opening music to start. I saw Tulip’s mother and her mate, Elm. Both smiled and gave me loving waves. I bet they never could have guessed their adoptive daughter would now be a queen in a land they had tried to keep hidden from me.

The room was dark, but I could see tall decorative trees that scaled it. Some were as high as the distant ceiling and held tiny fairy lights and many pixies that glowed, giving the room a romantic dim hue. Some trees had ropes of tulle in pale whites, blues, and creams, making the throne room not seem so vastly large but more intimate.

Many looked back to stare at both me and my father, King of Atlantis. His classic royal blue suit with his metals of battles and honor stood proudly. He was the Atlantean with the most clothing in the crowd. His dark hair and scruffy beard were neatly trimmed for such an occasion, while Elaine smiled seductively at him from afar.

“Breathe, Dad,” I joked as he started growling at her. I was sensing a mating night soon.

The throne room was still dark, with the crowd holding candles to their bodies. The suns were close to rising, and that was when we would begin our long walk through the throngs of people. Osirus stood tall in his white decorative suit. Gold and silver outlined every battle he had won, which was many. His cape was touching the floor and slightly dragging. Unique gold leaves outlined his cloak that trailed off the edges, giving it an organic look. Somehow, he could still leave his tunic open to let his chest shine in tune with the sun.

Taking a shaky breath, my father gave me a gentle squeeze with his hand. “I’m so proud of you, Princess. You’ve grown to be the daughter I’ve always dreamed of.”

I glanced at the silent tears that were threatening to leave his eyes. “You will always be my father and expect a lot of visits, okay?”

Father took a shaky sigh and gripped me tighter. “I’m holding it to you, Princess.”

The harps played as the sun skipped the horizon. Bright colors danced on the floor of blues, greens, and purples for the people in the room to murmur and aweing over. Taking my attention from the floor to the stained glass window, I saw Osirus and me. We were in each other’s embrace with my wings fully extending. The floor was now covered in bright colors as the light went through the window. It was the most beautiful piece of artwork I had ever seen; how he could get someone to construct something like this in such a short amount of time was awe-inspiring.

“It’s so beautiful,” I whispered. The harp music continued to play, and my new Frost Fairy fox hopped down the aisle with me. He brushed my dress that made the light blue at the bottom swish across the floor. Several children started giggling while my new pet sat in front of Osirus proudly. Osirus’s eyes met mine, and his face held such affection my heart was going to explode. His eyes were glassy; hell, mine were too, as he reached for my hand.

My father took my hand, kissed it, and handed me over to a crying Osirus. His tears left his face as he pulled me to him, and I kissed each one that trailed his cheeks.

“Don’t cry; we are together now,” I chided. Osirus gave a small smile and pecked my lips as he held me so tightly no one could ever come between us.

The officiator, who was a high-ranking Light witch, conducted the ceremony. I honestly couldn’t tell you what she said, because I was looking at my mate the entire time. He radiated so much love and affection and the brilliance of light that shone from him left me blinded in love for him. I could feel him swimming in my soul. Who would have thought I would be here? I didn’t know what love was until I met him. I didn’t know what it meant to feel until him. Thank the Goddess for a bond because, without it, I would have indeed been lost forever.

Osirus, feeling my sadness, pulled my hand up to kiss it as the official continued to talk about the importance of the relationship between a king and queen.

“Melina, Princess of the Atlantean Kingdom, do you officially take your mate, Osirus, King of the Fae Kingdom, as your mate and life partner? Do you agree to become the Queen of this nation and take on all the responsibilities that go with it?”

Without hesitation, I said, “I do.”

“And Osirus—”

Osirus cut her off before another word was spoken. “I do, damn it.” He pulled me into his mouth into a knee-bending kiss.

He leaned over my body and pressed against my breasts as he held me up with one arm wrapped around my waist and the other behind my head. The suns had finally risen, and the entire room was engulfed in bursts of light. Pixies started cheering, and small bursts of glitter, white feathers, and bubbles exploded into the air.

Cheers were heard throughout the room. Peoni was sitting on Carson’s lap, both looking much better after their own brush with death. Rex was sucking face with Primrose, and Lucca and Sean held onto each other, gazing into each other’s eyes. I started laughing at how happy everyone was, but as selfish as I was being, I was more excited about being with Osirus. No one else mattered, just he and I in our own little world.

While the cheers exploded over the throne room, the officiator came over and had both Osirus and I sit on our respective thrones. First, Osirus was given an enormous ornamental crown that was not for everyday use. He sat with a grin on his face as he held my hand, and another crown was placed on my head. It was silver with hints of gold, amber stones, and blue sapphire in the middle.

Osirus gave a tight squeeze to my hand and pulled me out of the chair and straight onto his lap.

The cheers from outside the palace walls shook the floors. Fairies and pixies had flown up into the windows to get a glimpse of their new King and Queen on their throne. Banging on windows, and stomps of the floors, the sounds became overwhelming as I nuzzled into my mate’s neck.

This day could not get any more perfect.I sighed contentedly. The people whom I loved the most were in this very room. I’d made new friends, found family, and now my life felt complete. That was until we made our own little princes and princesses when the time was right.

“The fun is just getting started, darling,” he whispered in my ear as his hand tried to trail up my dress.

“Oh, I’m counting on it,” I joked back as he leaned me back into the chair and kissed me senselessly.

Chapter Seventy-Eight

Melina

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