Creative Writing: A Humorous Wedding

“How are you Lady Mia? You look like a cart has run you over though your dress is lovely.” He complements and insults simultaneously. Impossible? Not for him. “I have a story to tell you and if you could hold all comments ill the end I would be so gracious.” I plead to him. He nods to me to give me the go sign and I tell him my predicament and how he is the man I told my father of. Somehow he looks unfazed. Maybe he did not hear me say it was him. I go to restate that fact and he stops me in my teaks. “Do you really feel for me or are you using me as an out of marrying this Hegen boy? And if you are serious about me, you must not remember the important unwritten rule stating that our families must never marry.” He says with a hint