ps. its hard to find good looking 1800s royalty dresses so I tried my best

The ride to the castle was silent. Henry and Y/N sat opposite of each other and while her eyes were gazing at the landscapes passing outside the window, his eyes were watching her like a hawk the whole way. Y/N could only guess what he was thinking of, what he was planning.

When they arrived at the castle, he stepped out first, before reaching his hand out to Y/N to help her out of the carriage. He offered her his arm, to which she silently complied, and the two of them began to make their way in.

Henry led Y/N through various halls that she vaguely remembered, until they came to a stop in front of a door, which he then pushed open, to reveal a ginormous bedroom. It was unlike the one she had known, though.

An unpleasant shiver rolled down her spine as she felt Henrys large hand on her back, gently pushing her inside, him trailing after her. A familiar scent caught her nose and just as she was about to ask, Henry confirmed her thought "You are to stay in my room. From now on, until we shall find a pleasant enough home of our own, wherever you please."

Henry smiled down at her, the shorter woman returning the smile without a second of hesitation "I cannot wait." 

Henry ran a hand through her auburn locks, before he said "I shall order a bath to be let in. You need to get cleaned up, as I sadly cannot let you be seen like this in front of my brother, although I adore you in such a disheveled look." 

A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips when he then leaned down and whispered into her ear "But I do believe to prefer you even more without any clothes on." 

Y/N held back a gasp as her eyes widened a little and, against her will, a blush coated her ears. A deep chuckle tuned up beside her, before Henry straightened and left the room. Y/N resisted the urge to shout some insult after him.

She waited for not long, when a couple of maids entered the room and rushed her to the bathroom, where they began to prepare a bath.

As two were occupied with the bath, one helped her undress, as if she were too stupid to do it on her own. But that's just a habit maids earn over the years and years of hard work they do. 

Y/N relaxed the moment she sat down in the tub, the warm water loosening her tight muscles. The maids were still rushing in and out of the bathroom in a frenzy, letting Y/N soak for herself for a moment, when the soft steps, were replaced by heavier, but surprisingly light steps. Y/N didn't have to open her eyes to know who just entered the room.

The dirt that had already loosened from her skin had darkened the water, so it wasn't as clear as it had been before. Y/N didn't open her eyes, until a hand began to caress her cheek.

"I knew you were a beauty even without those clothes," Henrys deep voice hummed and Y/N glared at him ever so slightly "And I knew you were a pervert even without having been with you until today."

Henrys eyes darkened as he said "Watch your words, Y/N."

Y/N sent back a sufficient smirk "Oh, believe me when I say that I already am. No need to inform me of it. Now, if you would excuse me, I have to get ready to meet my brother in law. You should get ready, too."

Henry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before he gazed back into her eyes, smirking back at her in the same way she met him. "You, my dear, are exactly what I have dreamed of. I chose right to wanting to marry you."

Then he pushed himself up to stand and left the room again. 

Pervert.

Y/N was once again reminded of her deep hatred for corsets the moment the maid tugged the laces tight. All Y/N did was pray she would not faint.

She winced as the laces tightened even more and slowly crushed her lower ribs. Not like her ribs have been damaged enough the past years due to bandaging her chest. She was more than glad, obviously, the moment the maid stopped tugging and secured the laces, before she was helped into the blue gown.

Oh how she hated gowns. She couldn't decide which she hated more, corsets, dresses, or Henry.

When she was finally deemed presentable, she stepped out of the room to meet Henry. Henry smiled at her and offered her his arm as he said "You look ravishing, my dear." 

Y/N smiled sweetly, as if the incident in the bathroom earlier hadn't happened, and said "I can only give back the same to you, my lord."

Henry chuckled softly as he then began to lead the way to the gigantic main hall, where the throne laid, where George was, where Y/Ns doom awaited her.

The doors were opened by the guards and in an instant Y/N felt her blood run cold when she laid eyes on George. 

The moment George laid eyes on Y/N, a small, evil smirk tugged at his lips, which he didn't bother to conceal.

"Y/N, my most dearest sister in law, what a pleasure it is to see you again!", George called as his smirk broadened with every step that his brother and sister in law took closer to him. He was, indeed, delighted to see Y/N again.

"It truly is a pleasure to be in your presence again," Y/N said and curtsied, to which George tutted "Oh no, darling, there is no need for that. You are a part of the family, aren't you?"

Y/N would love to wipe that smile off of his face, but she smiled sweetly in return and said "I apologize, I just thought it to be the most proper thing to do. I did not know how exactly we stood together after my disappearance."

"I am glad to welcome you back into my family, Y/N. I would love to help you and Henry begin to organize your wedding, but I sadly have other business to attend to. We shall talk some other time, yes?", George said and stood from his throne, walking down the steps towards the engaged couple.

"Of course. I would love to have that conversation," Y/N smiled. Her smile froze the moment he walked past her and a shiver ran down her spine.

"Until then, my dearest family," George said and out the door he was.

"Let us then proceed with our conversation, my love," Henry purred into Y/Ns ear and laid his hand on the small of her back, beginning to lead her away.

Deep down, Y/N was frightened to have this conversation.