Bride of War

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Summary

An unlucky bride makes a deal with a God of War to bless her marriage. Unfortunately, her husband has other plans and leaves her for dead at his altar.

Genre:
Romance / Fantasy
Author:
Emjaywrites
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
47
Rating:
4.9 29 reviews
Age Rating:
18+

1

Something about humans lends to a barbarism that can never be overshadowed. I’ve always known that. Especially, if they mark you as a bad omen.

As unlucky.

I’m unlucky. Born in a cursed year. The day I came screaming from my mother I ripped her life away with me. My land was struck by a flood. Thousands died.

Still, I’d hope luck would be on my side, at least on my wedding day. I brush my hair back, looking up at the temple. The only one around the venue is the god of War. Of course. Just my luck. I shake my head, sighing.

“Please bless me and my husband,” I whisper, bowing my head. “Bless my marriage —”

I hold the goblet of wine in my hand. If I have to commit to a god to finally be free of this curse, fine.

I just want to be happy.

“Bless my husband—”

I sip from the goblet, drinking half the wine. I pour the rest out on the altar, as is customary for an oath with the gods.

I look up at the statue. God of War, huh? He stares down, the marble making his stare almost blank. He’s scarred, holding a sword in his hand and a fearsome expression on his face.

“And please don’t kill me,” I added hastily.

“She’s got to be done by now,” I hear my future husband speak from down the hall.

A smile stretched across my face. I’m once again reminded that today is my wedding day. I’ll be married and live happily ever after like the fairy tales.

“She should have drunk from the goblet by now; right?”

And that’s a woman I’ve not heard of before. My stomach turns. My skin starts to itch and my throat begins swelling, stifling my words.

My vision blurs.

I look down at the goblet.

They finally stand before me, as I sink down to my knees. And there he is. The man I’m supposed to marry. He’s in his wedding attire, a white tux, his hair slicked back, his medals adorning his pocket. He stared down at me with contempt. I can’t seem to make out his features.

It dawns upon me, seeing the shadow of his arm around her.

I think I’m going to die here.

“Monika...” he starts, bending down, adjusting his suit.

My eyesight blurs worse. I’m glad though. I don’t want to see the expression on his face.

He doesn’t explain. Doesn’t continue with his explanation. Just...Monika. As if my name said it all. As if nothing more were needed.

It was implied.

Monika...

He stands and leaves. I blink, staring at the ceiling. At that statue. He stared down at me, as if to ask what I was doing here.

What could a god of war hope to bless?

I nod. “I am so...unlucky.”

My eyes close for what I’m sure is the last time. Through the haze those eyes almost seem closer. Less dead.

• • •

I open my eyes again. I touch my face. Am I alive?

“I’m seriously so unlucky.” I sigh, sitting up, taking stock of my surroundings.

What is this place? I looked down at my wedding dress. A single drop of red wine christens the lace letting me know I hadn’t hallucinated.

I’m not in a honeymoon suite. My husband tried to kill me.

And why?

Monika...

Because I’m Monika. That’s all the reason anyone ever needs.

I stand. But if I’m not home, where am I? My fingers finally relate the sensation of the soft bedding. This room is huge, and covered in gems and gold.

White columns run along the borders of it, the floor cool and stone. No one I know has money for this.

Hell, barely the King. I should definitely leave. Being unlucky around the wealthy brings death.

“Madam?” A young lady seems to appear. I jump a gasp fleeing my lips in surprise.

What the hell? Where did she come from? I didn’t hear a door open or footsteps—

“Madam I didn’t mean to alarm you.”

She dons a white dress with a cloth over her face. Maybe this is a crazy sex dungeon for the wealthy. I’m going to be sold into sex slavery, aren’t I?

Ah...I’m just so—

“I’m Po. I’ll be serving you. How can I help? May I bring you a meal.”

I lick my lips. “Po...can you bring me a to-go bag? I don’t think I feel comfortable staying here. Where is...here, anyway?”

Po shifts. “Well—Master’s home.”

What a roundabout answer. Obviously, I’m going to be killed if I stay here. I raise a brow. “And who is your master?”

The young lady takes a deep breath. I hold mine. It’s a pervert isn’t it? A crazy person who’s going to strip me of my dignity.

“The God of War.”

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