.

She chuckles at the irony of what is to happen to her father. Karmic payback was a bitch, she thought.
"Thank you, I feel beetter," she said, smling.
 
"Ne Rien, mon amour." He smiled and realized that they both need to get ready for this big to do. "Okay, we need to prepare for our moment, and your revenge. Are you ready for this?"
 
She sighed, and nodded, knowing what was lying ahead. "Oui, I am ready," she said, her face stolid and looking a bit nervous. .
 
"My dear one, don't be so nervous, I promise it will be okay. Just think you get to call your father out and embarrass him, just before he spends the rest of his life in prison." He gave her a disarming smile, and a chaste kiss on her cheek. "Not to mention you get to spend the rest of your life with me."
 
Delilah arrives

Suddenly the door opens softly. And Delilah walks in, she is dress in a red satin gown, with off the shoulder sleeves, her skin glows next to the deep red fabric. Her hair is done up in soft curls, with rose buds. Her eyes sparkle and she she curtsies.

" Congratulations the the Bride and Groom, and thank your highness for all your kindness. I hope you both can find it in your hearts to forgive me for taking off I panicked and lost sense of myself. " Delilah lowers her head.
 
Pierre looks toward Delilah and then hears a loud thump. He looks over and races to Bella. "My love, my love wake up. It is not a ghost come to torture us, but your friend Delilah who is apparently alive and well. Perhaps Michel saw someone other than Delilah in the woods, I will talk to him about this."

Again he looks toward Delilah, "It is a pleasure to see you alive, I trust you will be attending this afternoon's festivities?"
 
" I wouldn't miss it for the world, " She smiled brightly and her eyes sparkled again. She walked briskly over to Bella and grasped her hands.

" I'm so happy for you, " and she kissed Bella on the cheek lightly. Then let go of her hands and stepped back a little.
 
Before Delilah gets a chance to answer. There is a soft knock on the door. and when it is opened. Pierre's good friend Lord Don walks in.

" Long time no see my friend, " Lord Don says grasping Pierre's hand and shaking it.

He then turned and saw Bella she was quiet pretty but not his type. He took her hand soflty.

" M'Lady," He says and kisses her hand lightly.

Then he turned around and saw the most beautiful creature he had ever seen in his life. He walked over to her and took her hand and kissed it lightly.

" M'Lady, you are stunning, " He said softly looking up into her incredible eyes.
 
Delilah is awe struck. The most gorgeous guy she has ever seen is saying these things to her. She felt her face begin to get warm and she knew she was blushing.

" Thank you, M'lord, " Delilah curtsied again.

" Yes Bella I would love to help you prepare for the wedding, " She smiled at her friend and tried hard to hide the fact that she was nervous.
 
Lord Don doen't want to make the girl uneasy so he backs up a little. But hides that face that he is smiling about the fact that he made her blush. She was adorible then he turned to his childhood friend Pierre.
 
Pierre's jaw almost hits the ground, he at first didn't recognize the man who had the audacity to enter a Prince's home without being first invited, and he'd had every intention of tearing into him. But wait it was his childhood friend Don.

"Welcome."
 
Delilah was shocked at everything going on. She curtsied towards Lord Don again and Then to Pierre.

" Please excuse me " and she walked up to Bella, " are you ready? "
 
Pierre excused himself and headed to his room, his clothes laid out by Michel this morning. Slowly he dressed himself in the finest garments Paris had to offer, black pants, a white shirt, a purple cape, and atop his head, sat his princely crown. He returned to the main hall and waited for his bride to be.
 
Delilah followed Bella into her chamber and saw the gown on the bed. She smiled at her friend.

" It's gorgeous, " Delilah said softly
 
Lord Don watched as the girls left and Pierre left. He took a seat and waited quietly. Then Pierre returned and Don nodded.

" Nice, wow it certanily has been awhile, I've been meaning to ask you, where did you find that beautiful creature, Lily?" Don asked looking at his friend.
 
He turned toward Don, "She kind of found us in Dijon, my friend."


Pierre was awestruck, he knew that he had found a beautiful woman, but this show of her bridal gown was too much. He couldn't wait to make her his wife, then of course, he would TAKE her as his wife, but first came her moment of revenge. Monsieur Delacoeur would regret the day he sold his daughter into slavery.

"Ma cherie, you look absolutely fabulous, are you still nervous?"
 
Delilah walked slowly behind her friend. Bella looked absoulutly breathtaking and she was so happy that 1) she was about to get the life she had always deserved, she had looked up for Delilah so many times, 2) she would be getting revenge on her father for what he made Bella do. She shut the tears away from her eyes, she was not going to spoil Bella's special day. But then she felt nervous how would she be able to talk to Bella, how would she be able to even be around her. Bella was going to be crowned a princess and her Delilah wouldn't even be good enough to unfasten Bella shoes.

Then she spotted Lord Don again, and she was so taken aback by his beauty. He had long black hair which was tied back in a ponytail, electric blue eyes, he was wearing a white ruffled shirt, black velvet pants, and black velvet coat with gold embrodery and medals, they looked like some sort of Noble medals. Delilah missed the last step and tripped but before she even hit the floor Lord Don grabbed her and held her.

" Thank you, m'lord, " Delilah said and while she was wrapped in those arms she felt so safe and secure. And noone had ever been able to make her feel that way except for Bella.
 
" Not a problem, " Lord Don said smiling sweetly to Delilah. He kept her arm around her and glanced at Bella.

" Pierre you have always had an eye for true beauty, " He said then he looked at Delilah.

" Lily, would you acompany me at the wedding, " Lord Don asked looking into the girl's eyes.
 
"Yes, my love. He will be charged, tried, convicted, and sentenced at Notre Dame. Charged by you, tried by you, convicted by my father, and sentenced by my father. There will be no escape for him, he will rue the day, he committed these heinous actions."

Pierre extended his arm and led Bella out of the Chateau.
 
Lord Don nodded and took Delilah's arm and led her outside.

" We'll see you at the wedding," Lord Don said as he helped Delilah into the carrige and they set off.
 
"God has heard your plight my dear, and delivered you out of a hell on earth. And he is ready to deliver your father into a hell, of his own making." He helps her into the carriage, and climbs in himself, Michel is at the reins today, it wouldn't do to have the Prince of France drive himself to the wedding. As they pull out of the drive, they notice the streets are lined with Parisians, the news of his marriage spread fast.
 
They arrive at Notre Dame, the second time in as many days. Among the requests was that Bella come in a side entrance, so no one would be able to look at her face, even through the veil, until such time as they revealed her identity. Pierre entered the front and waited at the altar for Bella to make her entrance, only moments away from becoming the Princess of France.
 
"I do..."

"Then I pronounce you Husband and Wife, please remain kneeling as the King has an announcement.

Pierre looked to his father, who held a crown in his hands. He stepped to Bella and removed the circlet she wore around her head and replaced it with a golden crown, encrusted with numerous jewels of various kinds, shapes and sizes. He then looked over to Pierre. "My son, why don't you present to all present your new bride, their Princess."

Pierre took Bella's hand and helped her to her feet, he then turned her to face the waiting throng.

"Nobles and citizens of France, I present you with your new Princess Isabella Marianna Der Gelt," and he stressed this last bit, "Delacoeur." He lifted her veil, as her face became visible a lone man let a single gasp emit from his lips.
 
Pierre looks on in mild amusement, the man has no idea what to do or say, and Pierre is quite certain he will end up doing something stupid. That thought barely out of his head Monsieur Delacoeur, responds.

"I, uh, I, no you are nothing but a troublesome, self-absorbed, self-important , witch. You can do nothing to me, this is one extravagant show. I'm sure he," pointing to Pierre, "isn't even the Prince."

"BITE YOUR TONGUE, SIR!" Pierre's father bellowed. "I have heard quite enough of this," he looks to Isabella, "my Daughter, are these things you say true?"
 
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