Natasha

I was expecting only five people for my wedding which excluded the Shaman, but when I entered the hall with my uncle, I found the hall was… packed! I gasped. How was it possible that people who hated me were attending my wedding? There were students and teachers from my school who I recognized, and then some more.

I stuttered to a stop and my uncle too stopped with me. He leaned over and as if understanding what I was thinking, said in a low voice, “They all are looking at the mate and bride of Apollo de Vries, and not at Natasha. In short, the girls here are dying to be in your shoes and those who aren’t will try to come close to you. You are going to be Mrs. Apollo de Vries. And that is a big name in our world.”

As if the fact that I was looking into a sea of faces was not enough, Uncle Bennett dropped this bomb on me. I started trembling for I had never ever been in the limelight, let alone being in the center of the limelight. I felt like running away and I felt like this was a