Marriage Again

Greta could not get Simon out of her head; all she did was think about him. She just wished she could see his face under that helmet. She had this off feeling in her stomach like he was also dangerous, Alexander was very gentle. Knight Simon confessed to killing everyone that hurt a woman he loved. That alone made him dangerous.

What could she have done differently, not become so hateful herself maybe? The worse part was pretending she loved Albert. Forcing herself to have unromantic sex with him would make her want to vomit at just the thought of it. She did it, she would walk out with bruises and bite marks on her soft skin. Why did she ever become that woman?

Greta was walking along the stone hallway with all those thoughts in her head when she heard Mary from behind. “Greta!! Please slow down I have an urgent message for you from Bishop Abraham. My old legs don’t move as fast as they use to.”

Greta stopped frozen in her tracks. There was a time she respected the bishop but in her past life he didn’t even try to help her when her father decided she had to get married to Knight Albert. Since she had been reborn, she never had to talk to him and was grateful for that.

Holding the sides of her black habit, grasping the rough material tightly. Lifting her chin, “What does he want Mary?” her anxiety increasing just the thought of him wanting to speak to her.

Mary reached for Greta’s arm’s, “He said you are to Mary Knight Albert.”

Greta’s face turned red, her breathing increased, and she started to pant with anxiety. Obviously, a panic attack. “Nooooo Mary, not again.” Putting her hands over her eyes, lowering her head, the tears started to flow. “Is this some kind of sick joke Mary? If it is I hope you are struck down by lightening for even saying these words.”

“No, I’m sorry I wish it was a joke but it’s not. The King’s messenger found me and asked me to inform you and the wedding date will be announced soon. I asked him if he was sure it was meant for Saint Greta, and he said yes. Greta, I mean Greta…. Let’s think this through, you still have time to try and figure this out.” Mary was rubbing Greta’s arms trying to calm her.

Raising her head Greta looked at Mary with red eyes, “You know about my past life, right?” Mary shook her head yes.

“I know, and I am aware you met with the beautiful Angel. Remember what she told you? I am here to help you, Greta. So, let’s talk this through before you have another anxiety attack. But in your bedroom not in the hallway.” Giving her a small smile, Mary led her back to Greta’s bedroom.

Once they were in the bedroom, Greta sat on her bed with Mary beside her. “Mary, he was so mean, and I became a mean person. I don’t ever want to be near him again.”

“So, this is probably your father’s doing again, and we know he’s royalty and he is still trying to strengthen his power. He married off your other three sisters to another kingdom’s. You were reborn as a Saint, and you were training to be a saint in the past. I’m starting to wonder of Knight Albert has a thing with virgins and saints.” Mary stated matter of fact. “He is over twice your age and creepy.”

“I must find a way to refuse him Mary. I need to marry someone before the wedding to Albert my father, King Zeiss would approve of, if he doesn’t approve then he would literally force me with armed guards at the wedding alter to marry the old bastard.” Greta put her hand to her forehead, she could tell a stress headache was starting.

“What about Alexander? You cared for him before. He is a knight, and Simon could be Alexander for all we know.” Mary was still rubbing Greta’s arm as she sat beside her.

“I haven’t seen Alexander since I was poisoned. I’m not even sure if he is in the kingdom or another country, married, children or dead. Oh my God, what if he is dead?” Greta eyes grew wide at the thought of Alexander being dead.

Mary shrugged her shoulders “He isn’t dead Greta, I would have heard news of him passing away.”

“We know Alexander possesses wealth and power to withstand the pressure of the king and the Knight’s Hall. You also care for him. Perfect match, we just need to find where he is at or if Simon is him.” Mary stood up, smoothing her skirt down, before turning to leave she looked at Greta. “You will have to make Alexander fall in love with you Greta. It has been a while, and he thinks you’re dead. Although you are beautiful, and your name is Greta now, he must want to marry you. You will need to make him fall in love again, so I guess you are no longer a saint since you will be married.”

“The staff killed me because of him and Alexander. They were physically and mentally mean to me and Albert never did anything to them, so they kept torturing me. Pushing me down steps, throwing hot water on me, it just goes on and when Alexander would come home, they were so sweet to me like I was their princess. I turned cold Mary, finally decided to play the game and I eventually got a few of them in trouble but that’s when they murdered me.” Greta started to sniff again, rubbing her hands together, looking up at the dark wooden ceiling of her small bedroom.

“First, find out where Alexander is at Greta, two, find out if Knight Simon is Alexander, three make him fall in love with you.” Smiling like they had created the perfect plan, Mary walked out.