Whatever Remains by T. Richardosn (beautiful books to read .TXT) 📕

He mouthed.
I can’t.

Why not?

He asked.
She loves him,

I replied very slowly trying to make sure he understood clearly, and he did. No that woman does not

!

He said even slower but seemed like he was shouting.
Glytherin was watching me mouth words and that’s when the reverend began talking. I can’t ruin this!

I said back to Rigor.
He shook his head. You won’t ruin anyone,

he said now very sure. I shook my head now.
“Ok,” the reverend said. Rigor was nodding vigorously. I shook my head and felt a tear fall down. Oh no! My mascara! I didn't even wear make-up, and I decided to mess it up now? I was going to be a wreck! I just had to tell people that I was heartfelt by vows. Right there would be the easiest way to go at the moment.
DO IT

. He mouthed now. The reverend began to speak again. “Now, before we start the wedding,” he was looking curiously at me and Rigor. “Be-Before we uh…” Rigor was still mouthing stuff and Glytherin looked and kicked him in the shin. Rigor held himself up now with his face showing his pain.
Object, Orphelia.

I looked down in obvious anger of what to do. “Are you and your wife done here?” the reverend asked Rigor. Glytherin’s eyes widened.
“Wife?” he asked me. Lindsay turned back to me.
Oh, the confusion! I shook my head with my eyes held open to trying not to make a sound.
“Now,” said the reverend once again. “Before we start, are there any objections of why these two should not become one?”
As I looked at Glytherin, I saw his eyes switch passed the princess' and directly and over to mine. What? Was this some sort of reassurance to do it? That he wanted me to do it?
Rigors eyes were furious now. I stepped away from the princess now farther and farther off the stand.
The people were watching me crazily as if what I was doing was exceptionally wrong. I began to hear murmurs within the crowd. Now I was in the middle of the isle holding flowers in my beautiful red dress with mascara tears running down my face and my hair in front of my eyes. I held up a hand smiling.
“I object.” I said silently. The whole crowd gasped and began shouting retorts and began murmuring even louder. Glytherin’s eyes were on me like he hadn’t seen it coming, but it was obvious. He knew that I loved him. I explained to him all last night that I didn’t want him married.
“Will you please tell us why you are making this objection being the princess’s maid of honor?” I swallowed.
“Because,” I began. Lindsay looked furiously towards me. “This woman is twenty-one years old. Also, I don’t even know her. I’ve met her for one day and she stole my identity for years. Also because, she forced Glytherin to marry her. I don’t believe she loves him. This is why I object.” My eyes were steady on the reverend who was eyeing Lindsay who was staring at Glytherin who was marveling me. I smiled.
“Well Glythe,” said Lindsay who was furiously touching his face, “It doesn’t matter what she says, she’s a liar anyway right? We’ll just get married.”
“I object too.” Rigor said. He wasn’t standing near me but behind Glytherin. I was too afraid to be near the princess and objecting at the same time.
“Why do you object Rigor?” The reverend asked. Rigor must’ve been popular. Everyone I knew, knew him.

“Because,” Rigor began. “Everything that girl said was true, and that's what I object upon, and plus, I’m pretty sure he’s in love with someone else, someone who was afraid to say this, to say objection. He knows it too. He’s been in love with this person ever since.”
The princess and reverend gave Rigor a disgusted look, and then looked at Glytherin who was dumbfounded.
“Glytherin,” Lindsay said worryingly. “Are you in love with Rigor? Not that it’s disgusting but I was hoping that you’d be in love with me.” She looked sad. Rigor sent her a look.
“That’s not true,” Glytherin admitted. “I’m not in love with Rigor.” Rigor exhaled slowly.
“Come on,” said Lindsay to the reverend. “Let’s get on with our marriage.” The reverend began searching in the book. I froze up now. Glytherin, you’re going to let this be? How could he? I was staring from in the middle of the isle. I realized, last night, I told Glytherin I loved him, not that he loved me back. This made perfect sense. Rigor looked at me sadly. He ran off of the stand and hugged up against me.
“But,” Glytherin said. “I don’t love you either," The princess backed up knocking into one of her woman.
“Glytherin?” she whimpered. “Are you kidding me?” Glytherin shook his head naturally.
“Why would I love you? Every couple of hours, you threaten me, I’m sixteen years old and you’ve forced me to marry you. You treat my friends like crap. Why would I love you?” She was obviously broken, and broken up with.
She stood back giving her bride maids another push back. She stared at me now. “It’s her!” she yelled pointing towards me. “You’re in love with her!” A man from the crowd stood up.
“I swear I saw them kissing last night! I saw it with my own eyes! He was cheating my lady... Do I get a reward or something for revealing that?” Glytherin’s eyes steadily went on Rigor. Rigor detached from me and was now shaking his head.
“I remember being the only one there!” he yelled. The princess was looking at me evilly now. I was only doing the dress thing. This was the only part I was apart of. I didn’t understand.
“He’s mine!” she yelled. She lifted her dress now. “How dare you come into my wedding looking like that, getting people to object? She took off her high heels and I took off mine backing up in case I should start running. She began trying to take off her earrings but was beginning to have a problem. I swallowed deeply. “I’m going to rip your throat out!” she yelled now taking her last earring out.
Now, she started running. I went back behind me but the ground began to shake. I looked around and caught Glytherin holding back the princesses arms but everyone looked up. Just laying over me, was a sharp metallic instrument that seemed larger than the castle itself. Glytherin pushed the princess to the ground and took me away from the thing. I looked at it unsure of what it was. I was close to him now feeling his clean breath as I backed up against him.
“What is that?” I asked him shortening of air.
He looked at it blindingly. “It’s supposed to be the sign of the war starting; they said it would be tomorrow though.”
The princess was yelling. “I want to be married to you Glytherin!” she yelled. Glytherin ignored her. I was glad too. I was glad for many things, but this was the end.
“You’re a fairy,” he told me. “Fairies have wands don’t they?” he asked.
I shrugged. “Maybe the Fairly Odd Parents, perhaps even Cinderella’s fairy God mother, but now, I’m pretty sure I’m not either of those.”
He looked up at it. “You’re the last fairy warrior; I want you to go back to my house. I can’t risk you dying, not today, when you’re older and close to death, then maybe.”
He handed me his watch. I shook my head still taking it. “I can help,” I said. “I swear!” There were screams now and they were all over the place. Warriors had their wives take shelter as they took out their gear. “You’d be the only girl there since there aren’t anymore fairies. We wouldn’t even use fairies if they couldn’t fly. You can’t go.”
“I demand her to!” The princess yelled.
“Shut up!” Glytherin yelled.
“I want to help!” I yelled. He looked at me angrily. “Lindsay wants you to die!” he yelled. “In the process of defeating these people, she’ll try to be killing you as well! I need you to go back to my house!” I shook my head dropping the watch and taking myself out of his grip. I began running away and I could hear his footsteps running after me. I began up the stairs.
I stepped up to the roof where I saw the metallic juncture releasing the building. Down below where all of the warriors escaped to, were creatures. Flying creatures, ground creatures, which attacked people on the ground. This is why they needed fairies like me. None of the warriors had been dead, so that was good. I was starting off with confidence. Now, Glytherin was on the roof and running towards me with the ground shaking underneath him.
“Orphelia, come over here please.”
I turned and smiled and laughed at him. “Glytherin, I’m not your child. Please promise me that you’ll stop treating me like a child.” He nodded.
“Just don’t do what I think you will, promise me, just come over here and-” He broke off yelling my name. I felt the wind in my hair and my dress uneasily flowing behind me makes a flapping noise, also going along with my wings. I was soaring now. I was also flying. From the ground, I could’ve looked like a red bird in the winter.