The Reluctant Bride

Neither option was pleasant. In the end, though, she knew she couldn't let Rogell's plot succeed. Even if it meant marrying Belboz. She'd have to find a way to deal with him, eventually, but that would be for later.

And she couldn't let her father die without seeing him again.

"Very well, sorceror," she sighed, "If that's what it takes to gain your help, I'll consent to marrying you."

"Excellent!" Belboz exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "I knew you would see things my way! Have no fear, my dear, I shall make a good husband for you - and a wise ruler for your kingdom. Now then, let us tie the knot, as it were, and we'll be on our way."

"Just a moment," Cecilia said, holding up one hand regally. "I shall keep my word and marry you - but the welfare of the kingdom comes first! Until we have defeated Rogell, there shall be no marriage!"

1. Belboz blinked, then scowled. "Very well then, my soon-to-be wife - we shall sit right here until you agree - or Rogell takes the throne!"
2. Belboz blinked, then smiled. "A reasonable request, my dear wife-to-be. After all, I know that a member of Royalty is bound by their word, yes?"
3. Belboz blinked, then, in a rage, cast a spell on Cecilia.
4. Just then, a man burst into the cavern, and it was Duke Rogell.
5. Just then, a man burst into the cavern, and it was - Sir Fred?!?

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