-------AAAAAAAAAAAAH!----------------
That retched sound echoed through the halls once again.
I WAS REMINDED OF THE AGONY THAT I WAS FACED WITH DAILY.
I JUST WANT TO ESCAPE.
But that was just a fleeting thought in my head. I already knew it was my fate to go through these continuos tribulations as the daughter of Apollo Kaiser. My name "Celeste" was supposed to mean that I was supposed to encompass everything that people thought as heavenly but, I find it ironic that the daughter of destruction, would have heavenly values.
Born of the most sought-after woman in Napoli,"Nevaeh" who was as breathtaking as her name sounded. Lots thought it was the union that came from fairytale books. When a fearsome man fell in love with a graceful and intelligent beauty like Nevaeh. It almost seemed like God's doing. Everyone was enjoying the fool's paradise painted by them both until, the marriage ceremony came. Everything seemed fine during the wedding. Due to the high scale of the wedding, everyone in the city was invited to experience the marriage of two polar opposites who would now be known as husband and wife.
"Do you take Ms. Naveah to be your lawfully wedded wife".
"Yes"
"And you, Ms. Naveah, do you take Mr. Apollo, as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Yes"
"You may kiss the bride"
"By the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife"
<------After ceremony ------->
------------Kaiser manor--------
{Neveah's p.o.v}
It had been a while after the marriage . I started to input what I had gotten myself into.
I was currently in a large manor owned by that demonic man, Apollo. He had stationed for a man to keep watch over me (probably to prevent any chance of escape). Well, I didn't plan to escape any time soon. At least not until I got what I wanted from him. There are a lot of halls and rooms in this house( it must really be nice to be rich). On my part, the tumultuous feeling of forever being trapped in here never left my mind. I wondered if it was worth sacrificing myself like this because of him but, I once again reassured myself. Telling myself it was okay. I was being paranoid anyway. As long as I kept my side of the deal, he would too.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- YEARS LATER
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I'm sick of this Apollo! When will you set me free?
{currently I was in hallway, yelling at the two beautifully crafted gold and diamond barriers/doors, which separated me from that loathsome being that I was forced to call Apollo}