Mortal Enemies Forced To Marry (MysticSparxman & Freckled_Beauty)

[MysticSparxman]

The day had started off just like any other for Dante Alexander. He had gotten up at the same time he normally would. He had gotten up when his alarm clock had gone off around 11:30am. Dante wasn’t really the type of person who liked to get up really early in the morning, but he had gotten into the routine of setting his alarm and getting up whether he wanted to or not. The main reason for this was simple. Dante used to get up sometime in the afternoon. He would usually get up around the time of 2pm most days, and after a while, his parents got tired of it, so they decided to buy him an alarm clock. That was a few weeks ago, and even though it had taken him a while, he had managed to get used to using his alarm clock. There had been a number of times when he had been tempted to simply throw the alarm clock out of his window. Even now, there were still times when he was tempted to throw his alarm clock out of his window. Despite the fact he was often tempted to just throw his alarm clock right out of the window, he chose not to for two reasons. One reason was the fact he had started to get used to getting up slightly earlier, which he thought of as being a good thing as it gave him more time to do more. The second reason was also relatively simple. Dante knew that if he threw his alarm clock out of his window, he knew that his parents would only end up getting him another one anyway, so he didn’t think there would be any point to it.

After he had gotten up and out of his bed, Dante had moved towards his window. Once there, he pulled open the curtains and took a look outside. A small smile crossed his face and he nodded his head in approval as he saw the weather outside. It really did look like a nice day out. It was just the kind of day that Dante preferred. Smiling still, he turned on his heel and walked over towards his wardrobe. When he got there, he stood in front of the wardrobe and pulled open the doors. After doing so, he looked inside to see what he might want to wear for the day. He searched back and forth through the different clothes he had in his closet, and it did take him a few moments, but he did eventually manage to make his mind up as to what it was he was going to wear. In the end, he pulled out a silver and blue shirt, which was fairly tight fitting. Well, it was a little bit anyway. The shirt had a tribal design running down the chest and sleeves of the shirt. Dante also pulled out a matching pair of silver and blue baggy cargo pants. They also had the same tribal design running down each leg. Smiling a little more, Dante pulled the clothes out of the wardrobe, and then he closed it back up. After doing so, he stepped to his right side and stopped in front of a set of drawers. He pulled open the top drawer and pulled out a pair of socks and a pair of boxer shorts. He closed the drawer up soon afterwards, and then he slung his clothes over his arm. After slinging the clothes over his arm, he turned and made his way from his bedroom.

With his clothes slung over his arm, Dante walked from his bedroom and after turning right, he proceeded to make his way down the hallway, towards the bathroom that was at the end of the hallway. He reached the bathroom a few moments later, and he was about to knock on the door to see if anyone was in there when he noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Stopping just in front of the door, he pushed it open slowly and took a look inside. He felt slightly relieved when he noticed that no-one was in the bathroom. It meant he would be able to shower without being disturbed, or so he hoped. Walking into the bathroom, Dante closed the door behind him, and locked it in the process. After doing so, he turned around to face the shower in the left corner of the bathroom. Walking over to it, he set his clothes down on the toilet seat, and also made sure that there were spare towels ready for him to use. When he could see that there were actually some spare towels, he turned back to the shower, opened up the shower door and reached inside. Dante then pressed the power button to turn the shower on, and then he turned the dial clockwise until the water had reached the desired temperature. He held his hand under the stream of water until he could feel that it was at the right temperature. ”Ah, that’s just about right.” He smiled a little as he pulled his hand out from underneath the stream of water. Afterwards, Dante proceeded to get out of his bed clothes, and then he climbed into the shower. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly, smiling as he did so as he felt the warm stream of water hitting his head and cascading down his body. He opened his eyes a moment later, and he couldn’t help but feel much more alert now that he was in the shower. He always did whenever he had a shower. Dante reached for his favourite Lynx Africa shower gel, and washed himself with it. After rinsing off the shower gel, he proceeded to wash his hair soon afterwards, and then he remained in the shower for a further twenty minutes after he had washed both himself and his hair. Dante always liked to take his time in the shower. Always had done, and it was likely he always would too. When he felt as if he was finally done in the shower, he pressed the power button to turn off the shower, and he waited until the stream of water had stopped before he decided to climb out. After climbing out, he reached for a nearby towel that was on the towel rack, and wrapped it around his waist. With one towel wrapped around his waist, he picked up another towel, and used that one to dry his hair. Dante then walked over to the bathroom window and opened it up wide enough to let in some air into the steam filled bathroom. Turning back around, Dante dried his hair, and as soon as his hair was dry, he threw the wet towel into the laundry basket. He dried the rest of himself off soon afterwards, and after doing so, he got dressed into the clothes that he had managed to pick out for himself earlier. After throwing the second towel into the laundry basket, he turned and walked over to the mirror. He wiped off the steam that had gathered on the mirror, and then he picked up his comb and started to brush through his silky jet blonidsh brown hair which stopped just past his shoulders. After doing so, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was quite tall for his age, standing at a height of 6ft2, and because he liked to keep in shape, he also had a muscular build. He was also relatively young too, as he had only just turned twenty years old. After all, Dante wasn’t what you would call normal. Sure, he might look like any regular human, but he was actually far from human. In fact, he was a demon prince, just like the rest of his family were demon royalty. His father was the demon king, his mother was the demon queen, and he was the demon prince. The kingdom of his family wasn’t the only kingdom in the land. There was also one other kingdom. The kingdom of the angels. Anyway, it didn’t take him too long to get his hair just the way he wanted it, and as soon as he had done just that, he proceeded to make his way from the bathroom.

Now that he had woken himself up properly and freshened up in the shower, Dante started to make his way back down the hallway. He passed by his bedroom, and took a few steps past his bedroom door. He stopped a moment later, and stepped back to his bedroom. Turning back to face his bedroom, he stepped inside and walked over to his bed. Sitting down on the edge of his bed, he slipped his trainers on, and did up both sets of laces. After doing so, he reached under his pillow to pick up his phone and MP3 player. Putting his phone in one pocket and his MP3 player in the other, he got back to his feet and made his way from his bedroom once more. This time, he turned left and walked down the rest of the hallway. Once at the end of the hallway, he started to make his way down the stairs. As he descended the flight of stairs, he could hear voices coming from the kitchen. From what he could gather, it sounded as if both his mum and dad were talking in the kitchen. He reached the bottom of the stairs soon afterwards, turned and started to make his way down the hall. It didn’t take him too long to reach the kitchen, and he walked into the kitchen a moment later. Sure enough, as he walked into the kitchen, he saw both his mum and dad talking, but he was still unsure as to what it was they were both talking about. Even though he was curious, he still thought it would probably be better if he didn’t bother asking.

Dante had the feeling that his parents must have known he was getting up because there was a bowl of breakfast cereal already sat there waiting for him at the kitchen table. Now, it wasn’t every day that his breakfast would normally be waiting for him, so Dante couldn’t help but think that something was up. The only problem was the fact that he didn’t really know what that was. He did feel tempted to ask what was going on, but he thought it would be better not to ask. At least he thought it would be better not to ask just yet, so he sat down at the kitchen table, looking to his parents with a curious expression on his face. ”Thanks for the breakfast mom.” He managed a small smile before he started to eat his breakfast, and as he did, both his mother and father sat down to eat their own breakfasts. Whereas Dante had breakfast cereal, both of his parents had done themselves a fried breakfast. Now, they wouldn’t normally do themselves a fried breakfast, but they had decided that was something that they were going to do. As he had started to eat his breakfast, Dante’s mother, Alison turned her attention towards Dante with a small smile on her face. ”Looking forward to today Dante?” She asked in a somewhat curious tone. Hearing this question only made Dante shake his head. ”Not if you’re going to say what I think you’re going to say.” He continued to eat his breakfast, and it was his father, Marcus who chimed in next. ”You’re going to be meeting your fiancé today Dante. I would think that would be something to look forward to.” He spoke in a somewhat serious tone as Dante shot his father a glare. ”No father, it’s not something I’m looking forward to. I’ve already told you that I’m against this sham of a marriage you are forcing me into. It’s bad enough you’re forcing me to get married, but to an angel. Seriously?! What the hell were you thinking?” Dante could feel himself losing his temper again, so he just went back to eating his breakfast. Marcus was about to say something in response, but then Alison shook her head to him, telling him no.

It took around ten minutes before Dante was finally able to finish his breakfast, and it took a further five minutes before his parents had finally finished their breakfasts. As soon as they were all finished, Alison got up from her seat at the kitchen table, and she picked up both plates and Dante’s cereal bowl and took them all over to the kitchen sink. Once there, she put the two plates and bowl into the kitchen sink, and she was going to wash them up until Marcus told her not to by shaking his head. ”We can always do that when we get back later on. It can wait.” He said to her. Alison looked back over her shoulder with a small smile before she nodded her head and turned back around to walk back to the kitchen table. Marcus turned to look at Dante as he got up from his chair. ”Okay Dante, come on, it’s time to get going. After all, it’s going to take us a while to get to where we need to go.” He smiled a little before motioning for Dante to follow him and Alison as they both made their way from the kitchen. Curious and excited as to where they might be going, Dante followed after his parents. He was sure that he had just about everything that he was going to need, so he followed after his parents, picking up his jacket as they headed towards the front door. Dante slipped his blue and black jacket on as his father opened up the front door and stepped outside. Dante followed his mother out of the door and closed it behind them before walking over to the car that was in the driveway. Marcus walked around to the driver’s side as his mother walked round to the passenger side. Dante waited for his father to unlock the car, and as soon as he did, Dante climbed into the back of the car. Closing the door, he put on his seatbelt as his mother and father climbed into the car. They also closed their doors and put on their seatbelts too, and then Marcus started up the car and shifted it into gear. As his father was doing this, Dante pulled out his MP3 player, turned it on and waited for song to start as he had it set to random. He put in his earphones and turned the volume up slightly before leaning back into his seat, making himself as comfortable as he possibly could. As a song started to play, Marcus pulled out of the driveway and out onto their street. He drove to the end of the street and turned right before starting the journey to the destination that only he knew and Alison knew.

The entire journey took around three hours in total, and during the journey, Dante had managed to fall asleep. Marcus slowed the car down slightly as he pulled onto a rather long gravel driveway. He drove all the way up the driveway before finally pulling up to a rather large mansion around five minutes later. That’s right, the driveway was so long, it took around five minutes to reach the mansion that was at the end of it. Marcus slowed the car to a stop after pulling up to the mansion, and he shut off the engine before pulling the keys out of the ignition. Dante slowly opened his eyes as he heard his mother and father getting out of the car. As he opened his eyes, he did wonder exactly where they were, so he got out of the car himself and was surprised to see where they were. In all honesty, he had no idea where they were at all, but he had to admit that the mansion they had arrived at was quite nice. He closed the car door behind him before looking back to his parents. ”Mom, dad, where are we?” He asked in a curious tone. His father looked back to him when he heard Dante. ”We will tell you in a minute. Come on inside.” He motioned for Dante to follow them as he took a hold of Alison’s hand and started to head inside the rather large mansion. Of course, Dante followed after them, turning off his MP3 player in the process.

Upon entering the mansion, Dante looked around, nodding his head in approval. It seemed the mansion looked just as nice on the inside as what it did on the outside. ”Hmm, well I might not know where we are, but this is a nice place.” He said, nodding his head some more. Alison smiled as she looked back over her shoulder at Dante. ”Well it’s nice to know you like it.” She said before she looked back in the direction in which she was walking. Of course, Dante chose to think nothing of this and simply continued to follow his parents. Eventually, his parents walked into what appeared to be either a rather large living room or a common room. Either way, Dante didn’t really know, but he followed them inside anyway. Two large double doors closed behind them as Marcus, Alison and Dante were led to a large pine table that was in the middle of the room. All three took a seat before the woman who led them inside turned to Dante. ”We have been expecting you.” She smiled a little before looking back to Marcus and Alison. ”I believe the other family should be here shortly.” With that said, she turned and walked from the room. Dante was starting to get a feeling he knew why they were at this large mansion. Not that he wanted to be there anyway. Walking away from his parents, he made his way over to one of the many windows in the large living room and stood in front of it, folding his arms across his chest. ”This is a waste of time. I’m not going to marry her.” He looked back over his shoulder at his parents as he had said this, and then he looked back out of the window once more. His mother looked over in his direction a moment later. ”You’re getting married to her whether you like it or not Dante. So lose the attitude and smile for when she gets here with her family.” Alison sat down at the table with Marcus as Dante took no notice of what she had just said to him.

 

[freckled_beauty]

For Tula Elenare this was an unreasonably early start to her day. Rather than waking up at eight o clock like any other day her Mother had personally come to wake her up at six o clock. Which for Tula it was strange since she wasn't use to seeing either of her parents but her butler Franko. Go AWAY Franko it's to early" she whined pulling the covers up and over her head to shield her closed eyes from the bright lights. No darling Franko is preparing breakfast. It's time for you to get up. You have a big day ahead of you." her mother, Elizabeth,said ripping the covers away from her daughter's tight grip and walked around her room peeping out of the heavy curtains to see it was still dark out. She smiled softly turning back to her daughter who was sitting up lazily blinking her eyes and rubbing them. Her red hair a tangled mess. Now get up. Shower and dress in something simple. Your hair must be done, nails, makeup,pick a dress for this evening,and hopefully you'll find time to eat. Elizabeth said with a smile kissing her daughter's cheek then left the room allowing Tula to swim in her groggy morning thoughts.

After getting out of bed Tula ran a hand through the tangled mess she called hair and dragged her feet to the bathrrom that was attached to her room. Once in the room she turned the shower on. She turned the hot water on allowing the sower to warm up. While the water was warming she went to her closet opening the door and turning the light switch on. She stood in the white carpeted room looking around thee room. She walked towards the back grabbing a pair of black shorts and a loose fitting red shirt. In the middle of the room was a chest of drawers. She opened the top one and pulled a pair of black panties that had a silver heart on the left hip and simple black bra. Tula looked over the clothes in her hand nodded and then went to shower. The water was hot and the room had already filled with steam and she smiled stripping of her clothes and stepped in to the hot water. She smiled feeling the hot water slide across her body an warm her cold skin. "Mmm perfect." She sighed to her self eyes closed. She grabbed the sponge and her favorite body wash. It had an Orange blooms scent. She didn't bother with washing her hair knowing it had to be done later that day. After the soap was washed off of her body Tula turned the hot water off and stepped out wrapping her towel around her body. She wiped away some steam from the mirror and smiled at what she saw. Tula stood at an average height of 5'6" and had an average build. Her breast and hips where even which was what she gained from her mother. Her breast a DD cup and her hips curvy but not to wide. Tula finished toweling her self off and then proceeded to get dressed.

Tula tossed the towel and her dirty clothes in to the hamper and walked to the kitchen. Every few stes it seemed she was mumbling an apology or excuse me. The Elenare house hold was busy,busier than normal. Though it wasn't a surprise for the young princess. Tula was nineteen approaching her first twentieth birthday in a few weeks. Her brithday would fall on the day of her wedding if everything went as planned that was. Tula like the rest of her family was not human.She was the Angel Princess, her mother the queen, and her father the king. She was to wed the Demon Prince, an arranged marriage between the two kingdoms to keep peace among the lands.

At first idea of the marriage Tula was against in every way. The more she thought about the more she fell in love with the idea but none the less she was terrified about the marriage as well. She had never net the Prince before. Today was the first day she would meet him, and her future in-laws. As she made her way through the halls of her home she found her self in the kitchen which was just as busy as the rest of the house. For just a few moments everything stopped "Morning Princess." The staff said then went back to what they where doing. She smiled taking a seat at the small kitchen table and smiled as her breakfast was placed in front of her;Pancakes,Bacon, and Orange Juice. "Thanks." She smiled grabbing her fork. As she began to take her first bite her fork and plate was taken away from her by her oh so loving mother. "Mother!"
"You don't need anything like that today dear. Here drink this. Then go get final fitting for your dress Elizabeth instructed placing a green smoothie in front of her daughter kissed her cheek once again and left to tend to other matter. Tula tasted the drink and then shook her head shivering at the taste and left the kitchen.

The rest of the day passed by quickly for her and before she knew it the house had quieted down and she was getting final touches of her make up and a pink sash for her dress. She looked in the mirror smiling at her reflection her hand running over the fabric of her dress. She heard her mother call for her saying the car was ready. She grabbed her necklace and placed it on the hurried down to the car. The place they where going to was a mansion that sat on the border of the two kingdoms, and four hour ride for the Angels. Along the way Tula fell asleep resting her head on her father,Luca's, shoulder. She woke to the gentle shake of her Father's heavy hand. "Hmm? Are we here?" She asked. Luca smiled at his daughter and nodded. Yes. Now smile. He'll like you. I'm certain." He said as they exited the car.

The Elenare family was greeted and then showed to the room where the Alexander's were. "Good Evening" Luca said with a smiled introducing himself as well as his family. Tula walked in behind her father a soft smile on her lips as her father spoke.

 

[MysticSparxman]

Despite the fact that this marriage had already been arranged, and even though Dante had been told all about it, it still didn’t stop him from totally disliking the idea. There was no way that Dante wanted to get married to someone that his parents had chosen for him. Sure, he may have been the demon prince, but he still had his principles and his beliefs. It was bad enough that his parents would often tell him what he would need to wear and what he would need to do, but the fact that they had told him who he had to marry was going a step too far for him. What made it even worse was the fact that they were forcing him to get married to an angel. Dante knew that there had always been a rivalry between the two kingdoms, but not for one second had he thought that his parents would ever consider forcing him to marry the angel princess. Dante was genuinely angry and upset with his parents about this. He had always believed that if he ever got married, it would be to someone that he chose. He had always thought that it would have been the one thing in his life that would have been his own choice. Dante didn’t really realise just how wrong he was going to be on that one. He absolutely hated the thought of marrying someone he hadn’t chosen. Someone he didn’t even know. Someone who was an angel. Not only that, but he hated his parents for pushing him into this in the first place, especially when he thought about the fact that his parents hadn’t been forced to marry each other. Dante knew that they had been lucky enough to meet each other, fall in love and get married when they had wanted to. They hadn’t been forced together with someone they didn’t know. It was why he couldn’t really understand why his parents were forcing him into a marriage he clearly didn’t want to be a part of.

He remained standing over by the window as his parents were talking amongst themselves. Right now, Dante didn’t really want to have anything to do with his parents at all. He knew that if he said something to his parents, he might end up saying something he would end up regretting, so he thought it would be best just not to say anything to them at all. Something told him that he would only end up arguing with his parents if he were to say anything, so he simply did not bother. Instead, he remained standing by the window with his arms folded across his chest. There were many thoughts racing through his mind as he was standing by the window. I wonder if there is any way to get out of this….mess? He thought to himself. Of course, he highly doubted there was any way in which he would be able to get out of this arranged marriage, no matter how much he wanted to be able to get out of it. After all, he had tried convincing his parents to drop the whole thing, but all they would ever say to him was that it was in his best interests that he went through with it. It came as no surprise that Dante disagreed with this completely.

Dante was still standing over by the window when the Elenare family were shown into the room where he was waiting with his family. He looked back over his shoulder to see them entering the room, and he continued to watch them as the doors were closed behind them. Dante caught sight of the angel princess standing behind her father, and as much as he hated to admit it, she did look rather attractive. There again, she was the angel princess, so Dante thought it was to be expected that she would be attractive. Still, that didn’t stop him from hating the idea of having to get married to her. He did turn to look back out of the window for all but a second. At least he did until he heard what Luca had said. Dante rolled his eyes and shook his head, still looking out of the window. ”Yeah, for you maybe.” He muttered, but it was still loud enough for everyone else to hear. Hearing this caused Marcus to look back at Dante and shoot him a glare, but Dante simply chose to ignore this. Afterwards, Marcus turned back to the Elenare family and he got up from his seat, taking Alison’s hand in his own. With a small smile on his face, he walked around to where the Elenare’s were standing, and stopped in front of them with Alison. ”Hello Lucas, Elizabeth and Tula.” He smiled as he let go of Alison’s hand and stepped forward to shake the hands of Lucas and Elizabeth. ”I’m Marcus, this here is my wife Alison, and standing over there by the window is our son, Dante.” He glanced back over his shoulder to where Dante was standing before focusing his attention on the angel family standing in front of him. Alison did the same and stepped forward to shake both of their hands too. ”It’s nice to finally meet the both of you, and especially you Tula.” She looked over in Tula’s direction with a small smile on her face.

Finally turning back around, Dante strode over to where both families were standing together. Of course he didn’t look too happy. If anything, he almost looked to be fuming. As soon as he reached the group, he looked first to his parents, and then to Tula’s parents, and then back to his parents once again. ”You have no right to do this!” He pointed his finger at his parent’s before focusing on Luca and Elizabeth. ”None of you do.” He shook his head a little bit before continuing. ”What right do you have to choose who we get to be with?” He was looking from Tula’s parents to his own as he was saying this. ”We get forced into this sham of a marriage, because you both seem to believe it’s what’s best for us.” Dante rolled his eyes a little and shook his head before brushing strands of his blondish brown hair behind his ear. ”Everyone else gets to choose who they want to be with. Everyone else gets to choose who they want to end up marrying, and I know it’s no different with you guys.” Again, Dante was looking from Tula’s parents to his own. ”It’s bad enough you try telling us how to live our lives, but telling us who to marry is going too far.” The anger was clear in his voice as he was speaking. ”I’m not going through with this, I’m just not doing it.” He shook his head before turning away from both sets of parents.

As soon as Dante had turned his back to both sets of parents, Alison looked back at Dante before turning back to Luca and Elizabeth. She had an apologetic look on her face. ”I’m so sorry about him. He’s upset about all of this. He really doesn’t mean anything that he just said.” She spoke in a soft and apologetic tone as she had said this. Dante shot a glare back over his shoulder at his mother. ”I’m right here mom, and yes I did mean everything I said.” He folded his arms across his chest as he looked back in the direction he was facing. Marcus turned and walked over to Dante with an angry look on his face. ”Look Dante, we get that you’re not happy with all of this, but we’ve been over this already with you. You have to go through with this weather you want to or not. Get used to the idea.” He snapped as he had turned Dante around to face him. ”I don’t know how many times we have to say this, but we are doing what’s best for you. This is going to happen, and you’re right Dante as me and your mother weren’t forced together. We were lucky enough to meet each other, and we wanted the same for you too, but we have come to realize that this is the better option. Now just deal with it.” It wasn’t necessarily a quiet conversation either. As soon as he was done speaking, he turned around and headed back over to where Alison was standing with the Elenare family, leaving Dante to his thoughts.

 

[freckled_beauty]

She looked around her room and noticed the Prince standing by the window. She watched him for a few moments before her attention was drawn to Marcus and Alison. "Pleasure to meet you."Tula smiled gently returning the Queen's kindness. With curios eyes she watched the Prince move over to where the families stood. Tula's lips parted just slightly to speak to the Prince but she stopped quickly when he began to speak. Her brow knitted together just slightly at his words. She didn't completely understand his anger. For her she was excited, happy even, but the Prince he was the exact opposite. Sure she could sympathize with his feelings but saw no point in his childish complaining. Everyone had to do things they did not like, besides the marriage wasn't really for the Prince or Princess but for the kingdoms. Everyone wanted peace and a marriage between the two was most certainly ideal;what's done is done.

When the prince finished his speech Tula glanced at her Father, his face twisted in concern, the relationship was delicate and fragile and he wanted everything to go perfectly. While her mother wore a false smile to hide her annoyance with the young Prince. "It's quite alright. Our daughter was the same at first." Elizabeth smiled looking from her daughter to her husband and then to the Alexander's. Her attention had left her parent's and was focused on the Prince. She felt her mother's gaze on her and she turned to look at her confused. "About the marriage sweetheart." Her father intervened before Elizabeth had a chance to scold Tula for not paying attention.
"Hmm? Oh oh yes, but I'm rather looking forward to it now. In fact the wedding falls on my birthday" Her gaze shifted back to the Prince who was across the room complaining about how wrong his mother was. "Excuse me." She bowed her head slightly and left the parent's to attend to their own matters and she crossed the room to where Dante was standing.

"It's nice outside. Do you want to go for a walk?" She asked softly watching the nature outside the window. She made no eye contact with Dante she simply spoke. Her hands where folded in front of her and faint smile crossed her lips and as quick as it came it was gone. Tula found her self thinking about what he said and she came to the realization that Dante liked her as much as he wanted to get married to her. This is going to be hard if he doesn't like me. Tula glanced at Dante then turned her attention back to what was outside of the window.

 

[MysticSparxman]

Dante was trying his hardest, but he just could not seem to come up with a way in which he could possibly get himself out of this arranged marriage that he had been forced into. Sure, his parents had told him continuously that it was what was best for him, but he didn’t believe that. He couldn’t seem to understand just why his parents seemed to believe it either, mainly because he didn’t feel as if it was what was best for him. If anything, he thought it was far from being what was best for him. It almost made him wish that he wasn’t of royal blood, because he knew that he would have been able to choose his own bride if he wasn’t the damned demon prince. Dante knew that being the demon prince did have its perks, but this certainly was not one of them. He stood at the window with his arms still folded across his chest, staring out of the window. That same irritated look was still plastered across his face. No normal person would be forced into a marriage just because their parents think it is what is best for them. Why must I be any different? He sighed to himself, shaking his head a second or so later. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew that his parents were right. He knew that there probably was nothing that he was able to do now that it had all been arranged, no matter how much he didn’t want it.

He only looked to his side once as soon as he heard Tula step up beside him at the window. Dante didn’t respond to what she had asked him at first. Instead, he just continued to gaze out of the window, still trying to think of ways in which he could possibly get out of all of this. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t seem to think of much. Dante looked out of the window for a few moments more before he finally turned his attention towards Tula once more. ”A walk doesn’t sound like such a bad idea.” He glanced back over his shoulder towards his parents. ”Just as long as it gets me away from them.” He focused on Tula once more before gazing out of the window for a second. It sure did look nice out there, and even though he was a demon prince, he did still like being outside, especially when it was nice as it was outside now. Besides, it was like he had said to her. He just wanted to get outside so he could get away from his parents. Dante turned on his heel as he let his arms fall to his sides.

”I’m going outside for a walk, or are you going to force me to stay in here too?” He directed the comment over towards his parents as he started to walk away from the window and towards the door. His father looked over in his direction as soon as he had heard what Dante had said. ”Fine, go for a walk if you really need to. It’s not a problem.” He folded his arms across his chest before focusing his attention on Alison and Tula’s parents again. Dante simply rolled his eyes before continuing on towards the door. ”Oh wow, you’re really not going to say that staying in here is what’s best for me.” He smirked a little bit before shaking his head. This time, it was Alison’s turn to focus on Dante, and she didn’t look too happy either. ”Less of that Dante.” She snapped. ”Now, if you’re going to go out for a walk, then just go. We still have some things we need to discuss with Elizabeth and Luca.” That was the last thing she said to Dante as he had reached the doors and pulled them open. As soon as he had pulled the doors open, he glanced back over his shoulder towards Tula a second later, just to see if she was still coming out for a walk or not. ”Feel free to stay here if you want, but I’m going.” With that said, he headed straight outside the mansion.

 

[freckled_beauty]

Tula looked up the moment she heard Dante speak. Her heart fluttered a bit but she said nothing nor did she move from her place in front of the window. She was surprised he had even acknowledged her. Dante didn't seem to care for her yet he liked her idea.

"Oh. Yes I'll join you." She said quickly crossing the room to where the door was. "Pleasure to meet you." She said bowing to his parent then smiled at her own and left the room along his side.

Tula was silent for a while. She wanted to talk but that didn't seem to be something the Prince wanted to do so she kept silent.

 

[MysticSparxman]

Dante felt nothing but relief as soon as he had managed to get out of that room. After all, he knew just how likely it was that he would end up losing his temper more and more if he had stayed in there with their parents. It was why he had taken Tula up on her idea of going for a walk, mainly because he knew that he had been in the middle of losing his temper not only with his parents, but also with her own parents too. Of course, he also knew that his parents wouldn’t have liked him losing his temper with the parents of the girl he had been set to marry. Not that Dante really cared what his parents thought right now. All he could really feel for them right now was hate. He felt hate for them for what he felt they had done to him. They had forced him into something as big as marriage, and they hadn’t even given him a choice in the matter. Dante just couldn’t get his head around how his parents could have convinced themselves that it was what was best for him. In his opinion, getting married to someone he didn’t know, it really wasn’t something that was best for him. That was just his own opinion, but he didn’t really think that his opinion counted for much of anything at the moment.

He walked outside of the mansion, still keeping his arms folded across his chest. The look on his face still wasn’t that of a happy one. Dante wasn’t really sure where he was going around the mansion, but all he knew was that he needed to get out. As he was walking around the mansion, he finally let his arms fall to his sides as he came across a rather large garden that was round the back of the mansion. He stopped and took a look around the garden, and then he spotted a pair of benches. Dante looked back towards Tula for a second. ”I’m going to sit over there.” With that said, he made his way over to the bench, and when he got to the bench, he sat down and leaned back a little bit. Dante sighed to himself once more, tilting his head back and looking up towards the sky. After a few second, he looked back in Tula’s direction. ”Look, it’s not you I’m angry with…..it’s my parents….and yours for that matter.” He paused for a moment before he continued speaking. ”As hard as you might find this to believe, I don’t have anything against you, but it’s just the fact that my……our parents have forced us into this.” He shook his head once more after having said this. ”It’s great that you’ve come round to the idea, it really is….even though I don’t know how you could actually like the idea of being forced to marry someone you don’t know.” He ran his hand through his hair before letting it fall to his side again. ”You see, I might be a demon, but I had always imagined that I would get to pick the one I would eventually want to marry, just as I’m sure you had thought the same thing. I just can’t understand how our parents can think that this is really what is best for us. I can’t understand how they can say that when they themselves weren’t forced to marry each other. They had the luxury of being able to pick each other, so why are they depriving us of that opportunity?” He did clearly sound irritated by what their parents had done, but he wasn’t even sure if there was anything that could be done about it now. Of course, he highly doubted it.