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McKensie and Lara III
Marcoux sighed "I hate to say it...but you said yes, you could have said no...Lacey said that multiple times. You can't blame her or complain...I'm sorry, I love you but that's not fair to them..."Lacey smiled and nodded "yes! Does it fit well?" She smiled pulling him out "oh no! There's a tear in the pants! max...what are we going to do?"
Iliana bit her lip, curling up on the bed and pulling the blankets around her. "I couldn't have said no, Marcoux. You know that. Lacey lost her baby because of me, she was crying and begging. I couldn't say no. I'm not heartless." She whispered, tucking tighter into the blankets. "I don't want to be pregnant." She whispered.Maxwell grinned and walked out, showing her. When she found the tiny tear in the pants, he chuckled and shook his head, slipping them off. "That's easy to fix." He promised, grabbing out a needle and thread and starting to stitch it up again.
Marcoux sighed and kissed her head "you could have said no..." He reminded again "this is far worse then saying no, you said yes and are making Lacey feel like the horrid person for asking you...that isn't fair either, Illi..." He felt bad for being mad at Maxwell now.Lacey smiled "Mmm your so handy baby! How'd you learn to sew?" She sat by him pecking his cheek and nuzzling him.
Iliana bit her lip and looked down. "I couldn't have said no and broken her heart." She whispered. She stood then, smoothing her shaking hands over her skirt and taking a deep breath. This was all too much at once, Lacey's miscarriage, her own pregnancy, and now Marcoux disagreeing with her. She needed a breather. "I'm going to take a walk." She said, heading to the door. Then she added, "Alone." And left.Maxwell smiled over at her, and then looked back at his work as he continued stitching up the pants. He was tying the knot when she asked, and he chuckled. "I was a footman, remember? We do these sorts of things on the suits of our masters." he explained, cutting the string and tucking it away. The pants looked completely normal again.
Marcoux sighed and lay back in the bed and closed his eyes, he hated how she was acting. It wasn't fair to Lacey or him, he loved her but he hated how she lived as a victim all her life. Lacey smiled "I almost forgot..." She smiled and kissed his chin "love you...thank you for ending that crisis, I love how you are always so positive."
Iliana's eyes were misty as she walked around the garden, but she refused to let herself cry. Even though Marcoux's words had hurt, they were true. She had said yes, even though she felt like she had no say in the matter. She had said yes, and no matter how much she hated this, she had to suck it up and live with it. Maxwell smiled, tipping his head down and catching her lips. "Anything for you, love." he promised, squeezing her hand. "And now please get some rest. You had quite the event today, and I don't want you getting sick or overstressed." he said seriously.
Marcoux looked up when she came back in and sighed "I'm so sorry I was harsh with you...I love you so much, I just have a really hard time with being in fights with my friends." He sighed taking off his leg and getting tucked into bed.Lacey nodded and got in her pjs she smiled and got into bed "love you...I'm glad I have you, I can't wait till we have our little angel...and they can live in their own mansion where they can't hate us."
Iliana had composed herself and pushed her own feelings deep within herself so that she could be happy and friendly and act nice once more. She had had to do that as a maid when she was serving someone she hated, and she had to do it now. She crawled into bed beside Marc and shook her head. "Don't apologize. It's not your fault. I'm the one who's sorry."Maxwell changed out of his tux, and hung it up again so it would be ready. He crawled in bed with her and held her in his arms. "They don't hate us." he said softly. "Iliana's just distressed, and Marcoux is unhappy that she is so." he said, shrugging. "I would be the same way if we switched places." He kissed her temple. "Just try to be easy on Iliana, ok? She's gone through a lot, and she's carrying our baby."
Marcoux sighed and hugged her close "I love you...I'll make sure everything goes right for you to do this amazing act, but don't forget I'm going to marry you tomorrow and I will make love to you till dawn...focus on that."Lacey nodded and sighed "I will do everything I can...I love her as my sister and I want to become close through this, she will still be part of the babies life...like a favorite aunt."
Iliana nodded, smiling genuinely then and she hugged him, snuggling up against him under the covers. "Goodnight, Marcoux. Fare well for now, and I'll see you at the wedding." She whispered as she drifted off into sleep. Maxwell nodded in agreement. "You're a good woman, Lacey. I do hope Iliana is alright, and that you two become ever better friends." He said seriously. "Goodnight love." he whispered, as he fell asleep beside her.
The next morning Lacey knocked on Illiana's door "honey? Ready to try on your wedding dress? And our special surprise?" She was so excited to see how the lingerie looked and to help Illi if she'd allow it.Marcoux went into Max's room "hey uh I don't have a suit to wear to my wedding...can you help?"
Iliana woke up to knocking and she jerked awake, rubbing her eyes. What time was it? What day was it? Where was she? I'm getting married… She swallowed, and nearly passed out. "Umm…. uh…." She mumbled, holding her head. "No… I'm not ready… I need to… I… I don't know if I can get married…." She said, feeling very very nervous. Max looked up as Marcoux came in and he smiled, nodding. "Of course!" he walked to his closet and opened it up. "Take your pick!" He said, gesturing to them all. "I believe we're still relatively the same size."
Lacey frowned and say by her taking her hand "yes you can...remember how much you love Marvoux...and seeing your gorgeous wedding dress and doing your hair with those beautiful flowers...focus on thsf Illi..."Marcoux chuckled and tried it on "how does that look? I love that no one cares what guys wear."
Iliana looked up slowly, biting her lip. "I…" She sighed, nodding. Of course she was right. "Ok. Can you have a maid bring up my dress? I'm not supposed to go in the halls too much, incase Marcoux and I run into each other." She said, and then blushed. "And tell them to bring up a couple different options of the new undergarments as well."Maxwell smiled brightly, clapping him on the back. "You look dashing." He said, smiling brightly. "I love being able to wear the same thing for everything." he agreed.
Lacey nodded and smiled getting a light pink bra and underwear and her dress "ok sweety breathe...I got everything, just relax this is your special day...do you want me to do your hair and makeup?"
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Iliana looked at the dress and sighed then in excitement. "It's beautiful!" she said, taking the new underwear and putting them on, her eyes lighting up when she saw how well they fit, and how comfy they were. "You're going to love these!" She exclaimed. She carefully slid into her wedding dress, making sure it fit well, before she looked at herself in the mirror. "Yes please?"
Lacey started to cry and hugged her sniffing "you look so beautiful..." She was doing that high pitched crying lamguage that only girls can understand "I love you so much Illiana...you've been my best friend for so long..." She sobbed and wiped her eyes "how do you want your make-up?..."
Iliana smiled softly, hugging her back. She had to be fair. She had to be her friend. "Thank you." she said softly. "I love you too, Lacey." She said, meaning it. She looked over at the mirror, and bit her lip. "Well… simple, I suppose. Something to bring out my features, but not too gaudy." She said seriously
Lacey worked on her make-up and smiled "you look so gorgeous...you don't need that much make-up at all." She began to curl and pin it arranging the flowers "do you have a veil?"
Iliana smiled, nodding. "Thank you." She whispered, growing more and more nervous. She was lucky it was just her and Marcoux, or she may have fainted from the nerves. And it was a good thing she wasn't wearing a corset! Iliana nodded and handed her the short veil. "Here it is." She said.
Lacey smiled and set it curling the lose pieces and hugging her from behind "don't be scared...it's just you and Marcoux...just your love no one else...just you getting married...does the underwear really feel good?"
Iliana nodded slowly, trying to believe everything that she said. Just her and Marcoux. This would be great. It would be wonderful. She just had to get over her original nerves. "The underwear feels really good." She said honestly, smiling a little. "Really really good." she grinned.
Lacey smiled and helped her with the small white gloves and sighed "the bouquet is in the fridge, let's leave it there until we need it ok?" She rubbed her arm gently "this is your day...whatever you need or want I'll do."
Iliana looked down at herself and finally smiled a little. "I look like… like a winter elf." She said, turning around. "I'm all in white…" she looked over at Lacey. "I hope I don't faint up at the alter…" She said, biting her lip.
Lacey shook her head "don't think about what could happen negativrly, think about the beautiful waves and the cliffs...Marcoux's face, the final kiss...think about those things not about messing up or fainting ok?"
Iliana nodded, taking a deep breath. "Ok." she said, nodding again to try and convince herself. "The carriage to the cliffs leaves in an hour…" she swallowed looking over to Lacey. "Should I eat anything? Or… is there anything else I need?"
Lacey fed her a bit of fruit and bread making sure to get none on her or the dress. She smiled and motioned a made to bring in the freshly cleaned foxes they looked beautiful. Lacey smiled "well? Don't they look wonderful?"
Iliana ate carefully, and then smiled, scooping up Mila. "You guys look all polished up." she cooed, happy that they would walk down the Isle before her. "Thank you, Lacey, for helping out and seeing to all this…" she said, scooping up the foxes in her arms. She tied the rings on their necks and walked towards the carriage. "Wish me luck…"
Lacey smiled handing her the bouquet and hugging her "good luck Lacey...I will make sure your room is prepared for you and Marcoux's night alright? Don't stress..." She whispered and smiled closing the door and waving goodbye to her best friend.Marvoux got on his horse and quickly rode to the cliffs and stood by their minister "is she coming? What if she is late?"
Iliana took the bouquet carefully and smiled. "Thank you, for everything." she said, as she climbed into the carriage and waved as it rolled away and towards the cliffs. The minister smiled softly. "If she is late, then we will begin when she comes." He said simply, shrugging. "If she said she would come, then she is probably coming.
Right then, Illiana's carriage rolled up, and the two footmen opened the doors, reaching in to grab the foxes and let them run up to Marcoux. They sat down politely in front of the priest.
Then Iliana stepped out of the carriage, smiling nervously at Marcoux as she walked slowly towards him, marvelling at how gorgeous the cliffs were, and how perfectly sunny a day it was. She reached his side and stood there, waiting for the priest to start.
Marcoux covered his mouth with his gloved hand, he shook his head his eyes getting watery as he pulled her to his side and kissed her hand lovingly "You look so beautiful..." he whispered and smiled wishing he could kiss her then.The priest went on with the correct wording and turned to Illiana to recite her written vows for Marcoux.
Iliana's trepidation faded away when he spoke and she smiled softly. "And you look dashing." She whispered back as the priest started. Then she took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts and remember her vows, before she began, "Marcoux, we are from two very different backgrounds, but we found each other because we are so alike, two halves of a heart, and I love you deeply. I promise to stand by your side throughout all the days of my life, to care for you, to respect you, and cherish you as you are my one and only. I promise to love you to the end of time, and I promise to be the best wife that I can be."
The priest nodded in approval and turned to Marcoux so that he could recite his vows.
Marcoux smiled at her softly and cleared his throat ready to begin "Illiana...the first day I met you, I was introduced to a whole new world...a world of kindness and magic, of selflessness and passion...I never want to leave this new world with you. I love you and I'll always love you, through our many adventures and challenges that may come to pass I promise to be at your side as your support and best friend...I promise to respect you and listen with my heart and mind to best take care of you. I promise that if you die before me I will not live long without you...you are my life line and I wouldn't be who I am without you."
Iliana blushed then, wanting to cry from the joy of it all. He was so sweet… and she was so in love. She would have thrown herself in his arms right then and there, but she still had to keep it formal. She had all day today to be close and cuddle with him, and she had her surprise to show him tonight. So she just smiled at him, mouthing, 'thank you', as the priest produced the rings. Iliana slid Marcoux's ring onto his finger, and then held her hand still as he did the same for her. The priest smiled. "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Marcoux grinned and swooped in kissing her deeply and holding her close, he laced his fingers in her curls kissing her again and again as the photographer got the shots for them. He smiled taking her hand and removing the glove kissing the back of her hand "I love you..."
Iliana melted in his arms, kissing him back as her heart over flowed with love. She held on tight to him in worry of swooning and falling to the ground. At least she didn't have a corset on! She smiled up into his eyes. "And I love you." She whispered. Then she giggled. "We're married! We're married Marcoux!" She exclaimed, spinning in a circle with her arms spread.
Marcoux laughed and pet the foxes taking pictures of them tugging on her train "they want to help!" He teases and scratched behind their ears "they feel so fluffy and red!" He said happily and grinned at her "I've got the horse to ride back down when you're ready."
Iliana smiled, scooping up the foxes. "No chewing on that…" She said, petting them. "They are cute and fluffy, but I don't want them pulling this off, that's your job!" She teased, kissing his cheek as she bundled up her skirts and walks to his horse. "I'm ready." she said, beaming.
Marcoux smiled and put the kits in the saddlebag he lifted her up and held onto her from behind as he trotted down the trail and to the barn and helped her off "so where are we heading to my love? You shouldn't drink champagne..."
Iliana enjoyed the ride back to their place, and she smiled, folding her hands and waiting for Marcoux. "Well… since we're having a private wedding, I believe there is a small dinner set up for the two of us… and then we have the rest of the evening to ourselves." She said, pulling the saddlebag off the horse and letting the kits run around. they were trained enough to know to come back again.
Marcoux led her to the dining room and smiled "how nice..." He pulled her chair for her and tucked the napkin on her lap and pecked her cheek "love you...look it's your favorite! Lacey prepared all this for you..."
Iliana looked around the table and her smile softened. She was having a harder and harder time being upset at her friend. Yes, she didn't want to be pregnant, but she still loved and valued the friendship she had with Lacey. "It's so wonderful." She breathed, smiling across at Marcoux as they ate their first dinner together.
Marcoux fed her a bite and smiled caressing her rosy cheek "happy wedding day my darling...are you ok? No doubts or trepidation?" He asked wortiedly knowing how she was...well how they both were. He lit the candles and turned on the phonograph "I never know how they made such a winderful machine..."
Iliana stacked her plates out of habit once she was done eating, and she walked over, taking his hand and smiling softly. "I'm alright. Nervous, yes. Regrets? No." she promised, smiling as the phonograph started to play. "It is rather magical." She agreed, catching his hands in her own as she started to dance them across the floor.
Marcoux smiled and gracefully spun her around and held her close as the photographer took pictures of them dancing in the ball room. He was grateful that his new leg still made it possible to do this with his love.
Iliana smiled softly, giggling as he spun her around. "You're a good dancer, Marcoux. I don't think I've had the pleasure of doing this before." She said, hugging him as the song ended and faded away. Then she took a deep breath and smiled softly. "I have a surprise for you…" She whispered, taking his hand and leading him up to their room. Lacey had already gotten the bed set up, and there were candles and roses everywhere.
Marcoux shook his head amazed and smiled moving the rose petals "Wow...Lacey went all out!" he undid his suit and loosened his tie smiling at her "So what's this surprise?"
Maxwell got up, smiling. He was glad to have something to do that could help. "Don't look baby." he said, going into the closet and shutting the door as he changed. "You ready?" He called out, smiling softly.