Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39711609-20191116164907/@comment-39711609-20191123025752

Chapter Two

Sophie was laying in her canopied bed, soaking up the space, when she heard voices in the hall. She froze, but then recognized Grizel's voice. Wait- Grizel? Was Fitz there? Her heart thumped. Then she heard Sandor asking Grizel where Fitz was, and Grizel explained that she had left one of the guards that had guarded Alvar on watch over Fitz. She heard two pairs of receding footsteps, and almost followed them, but thought better of it. If Sandor and Grizel wanted some alone time, she could understand that.

She had almost convinced herself that she wasn't curious, but when she saw them, she decided to watch. Internally, she wondered if they did this more often. She stared as she saw them walking, arm-in-arm, toward the Panakes tree. Then they stopped, and Sandor must have said something nice, because Grizel blushed and then blushed even harder as Sandor knelt on one knee and pulled a box out of his pocket, opening it to reveal a ring. She gasped. Sandor and Grizel- married?! Grizel's answer was obvious. It was as picture perfect as all the human movies Sophie had ever seen. Grizel jumped into Sandor's arms, letting him spin her around and around and then, as though the forces of gravity brought them together, they kissed.

The next morning, the images of the previous night in her mind, Sophie asked Grady about goblin weddings. He told her that they usually happened the week after the proposal and were a quiet, small affair with only close friends and family. She heard a grunt of surprise from behind her and turned to see Sandor, cheeks red with embarressment and anger.

"Why are you asking about goblin weddings?" he asked.

Now it was Sophie's turn to be embarressed.

"I... um... ah... saw you... ah... last night with... Grizel."

Just then, coincedentally, Grizel sauntered in, trailed by Fitz. Sophie's eyes met his, and for the first time in a while, her heart didn't flutter as she saw him. She wondered what Keefe would think when he found out they broke up. Right now she didn't even know if he would wake up. Her thoughts were interupted by Grizel greeting Sandor- but as her finacé.

"I came to see if you, Sophie, and of course Grady and Edaline would come to our wedding? It will be in Sandor's house in one week's time."

Sophie's thoughts were a rollercoaster. Sandor- married? To Grizel? How weird would it be to have her bodyguard married? And to her ex-boyfriend's bodyguard? That raised even more questions. Was Fitz technically her ex, if they weren't technically dating? Her spiraling thoughts were interupted by Edaline asking what they should wear, and other protocols. Apparently, like goblin funerals, they should wear gold. But Sophie had a bigger question: If Sandor was married, could he or would still be her bodyguard? ​