The Red Wedding

It was an autumn wedding in the late afternoon. The area faced the breathtaking sunset on the Oahu beach. At the end of each seated aisle, cherry blossom scented candles hung from tree branches.Spread down the aisle were white leaves that were slightly moist so they wouldn’t crack when you stepped on them. There was a small group of close family and friends dressed in beach attire for comfort. On either side of the aisle, they sat in white chairs set up for them on the sand. In the dressing room where the soon-to-be wife of King Ryder sat, getting ready for the day she had dreamed of for years, was her older sister, Annalise and her bridesmaids which comprised King Ryder’s younger sister, Mirabel, and her friends. Isabella wasn’t one to keep friends as she saw Annalise as her best friend. Outside the dressing room were men, armed to the teeth, ready to give their lives to save Isabella if need be. Ryder had made sure she was safe. “Isa, you need to breathe. Can’t you do that for me

We were back home in Ordene and it was heartbreaking. It was heartbreaking because when I left the kingdom; I left with Isabella by my side and coming back home; she was in a coffin. My men were carrying the coffin into the car from the plane as we were going to bury her today. Just like everyone else, I was dressed in a black attire.I pulled my lower lip in between my teeth when I heard the click of a camera. Fucking reporters. How much it pained me it wasn’t pictures of Isa and me returning from our wedding and being newlyweds, but pictures of her coffin. How much it hurts knowing she wanted to have our honeymoon. It pained me to know it would never happen.“What happened to the Kings’ bride?” “How did it happen?”“Where is she?”“Who is in the coffin?”“Who attacked?”These questions were being asked by reporters, and I only wish I knew the answer to how it happened. As much as I wanted to let the people know what really happened, I couldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself

ELENA'S POINT OF VIEWKing Ryder Asshole.That should be his name. How dare he drag me to the police station even after I declared my innocence severally? I even cried. I grabbed a wineglass from the top shelf and poured myself a drink."Here's my favorite woman in the entire world." A cheery voice said from behind me."Not now, Quinn."I turned to look at my best friend. Blonde hair, blue eyes, very annoying and hot. She was always there for me. Well, except for earlier today."Why? What's wrong?" She snatched the glass from me and took a sip of my white wine.I grabbed another glass and poured myself another drink. "I crashed into someone's car today."Her eyes instantly went wide with fear and worry. "What? When? Were you hurt?"I took a sip of the wine. "No, but the person called the cops and I was arrested.""Who the hell is that?" Quinn asked, anger very noticeable in her tone and posture. "King Ryder Smith." I answered, going to stand beside her. "He's a jerk." When she said n

MIRABEL'S POINT OF VIEWStaying in my room all day long with two women who were monitoring me outside the room was becoming unbearable. Ryder wanted to keep me safe, and I was thankful for that, but I wanted to do something fun. I wanted to hang out with my friends. Where's the harm in seeing my friends? Isabella's death was getting to his head.He couldn't keep me locked up forever. I would do something I wanted, whether or not he liked it. He wouldn't understand, anyway. I threw on a black jacket on top of the black tank top I was wearing. I knew very well that the women in front of the door wouldn't let me just waltz out of the palace, so I was going to use the window.There was only one person who could help me escape from here. I had no intention of coming back anytime soon because I knew my brother would ground me for life before those women ever told him I had escaped. I grabbed my duffel bag and phone.I dialed my friend's number, and on the third ring; he picked up."Mira!" h

Mirabel rushed into the building. All I knew was the need to survive and the promise I made to my sister. Who were these guys, and how long had they been following us? Who in the world sent them to tail us? These bastards couldn't just appear at random, especially when they were working as a team. There had to be someone behind them. An asshole who wanted me and my family dead.The pedestrians had run away when they heard a gunshot. They were aiming for Mirabel.I ran into the warehouse as swiftly as I could, praying wholeheartedly that I wouldn't get shot. The men followed behind me."Ryder!" Mirabel called for my attention. She was hiding behind a steel drum. I hid behind the one across from her, so that I could see them easily."Be quiet." I instructed, bringing my index finger up to my lips.The men got closer, searching for us with their guns pointed in the air, ready to shoot. They were four and the one with a knife tattoo on the side of his face gave me reasons to believe he was