"Why don't you like her? She's nice, beautiful and also seem sensible." Iris defended. "She's the perfect idle of a wife."
"Oh? I see where you're taking this conversation to." Ryan said glaring at her as Iris sat down flat on the bed looking guilty.
"You're going to ask me why I didn't marry her and I married you instead?" Ryan asked as he grabbed her chin, making her stare into his eyes.
"I don't love her that's why." He replied.
"Why don't you?" Iris asked, adverting her gaze on something else.
"Do you want me to love her?" Ryan asked, letting go of her chin.
"I don't know... it's your choice besides you're the crown prince." She replied, still not looking at him as Ryan chuckled.
"Yes, you're right I'll think about it." Ryan replied with folded arms, smiling.
"Yes...I meant to say, you can do what pleases you, I'm going to bed."
WYATT'S BEDROOM-
"I can't believe we are now finally married." Wyatt said, taking off the veil of his wife(Isabella).
"Even I can't believe it." Isabella blushed.
"Yes, so...I mean to say it's the last ritual." He said, gesturing at her to come closer as she have him a confused look.
"Does this mean he wants to consummate the marriage?" She thought to herself.
"Wyatt I'm tired, you know the wedding preparatons really got me." She smiled nervously. "Maybe next time."
"Isabella." He called. "I don't want you to over think this, just want you to know that I'll be waiting patiently, I won't force you to do what you don't want to do." He said camly.
"Goodnight." He said as he laid down on the bed to sleep.
DINING HALL-
"My son, come have a seat." Queen Maria said, on sighting the newlyweds.
"Good morning mother." Isabella greeted with a smile as she say down next to her husband.
"Where's father?" Wyatt asked, once he notices his absence.
"He went out for some important work but I'm sure he'll be back before lunch." She replied passing the tray of fried toast to her daughter-in-law.
"Iris good morning dear." Queen Maria greeted as Iris hugged her in response and greeted her good morning.
"Where is Ryan?" The queen asked.
"He'll be down shortly." Iris replied as she took her seat.
"Congratulations brother Wyatt and sister Isabella." Iris greeted them both.
"I'm not your sister." Isabella replied back, eyeing her.
"I only wanted to accord you some respect, I'm sorry." Iris apologized.
"Who asked you to apologize?" Ryan's voice sounded from the door as he walked in with an angry expression.
"Ryan you're here." Isabella's voice sounded sweetly.
"Yes, and is that a problem?" He asked as he went to approach his wife as he placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Morning wife." Ryan whispered into Iris' ear as Isabella clenched her fist in jealousy.
"And Isabella, don't you dare speak to my wife in that manner again." Ryan warned.
"Ryan I wasn't trying to do anything I..."
"Don't say anything okay and I'll be best if you adress me as brother-in-law." Ryan replied as he sat down beside his wife.