Seriously? I married into the House of Glass. The famed house that led the rebellion against the empire's founding, the 'Lost House'; the 'House of Arms', the only noble house, of the sixty kingdoms that became the Empire, that was belived to be completely wiped out due to their fervency against the empire.

But most importantly, the house that created the hyperdrive that led to the creation of the empire in the first place, not to mention the abundant amount of relic weapons in the palace's vault, every one of them made by the House of Glass. I am now Nattilia Susan Lavender, publicly I am still Natilia De Caledon, however, even that name may change soon; to Natillia Ra Glass. GAH! Names are confusing. I'll probably stress to the vultures to not use the Ra Glass name.

Honestly, I fully expected Noel to reject the proposal, I mean we just met; but I would need to keep that sym close, as its my likeness, and I couldn't afford the bad publicity that could come with her getting out.

But who would have guessed that that, social clutz, was this generation's patriarch. My data cyrstal pulled 130 names out of the family crest pendant, adding to the 43 names written on the paper in the box, that is 173 generations worth of matriarchs. figuring twenty years per generation as an average, thats 3460 years, take twenty years off because I just got the bracelet, that still puts this at least two hundred years older than the empire. A relic indeed.

As we left the hospital, the vultures descended, so I am guessing the ones close enough got a photograph of the crest on the bracelet, and will be hunting down the source. Mom is going to have a lot to deal with, in additon, Noel has been going to an engineering school that is publicly funded. not even a private institution. With everything around him now, thats going to be difficult, especially since it was his one condition for marrying me. I have to let him continue school.

Sitting in the Lev, on our way to a trusted resturant, so that we can be seen in public, I told mom that we had to let him finish his school, and mom quickly agreed. With his family in a second Lev, I was able to talk with her more freely about what all of this meant, and how we could fulfill my promise to him.

Afterall, I took away his desicion to marry for love, and once this gets out, it will just increase the public's view that this is a match for politics. We will have to curb this, luckily mom knows how to do it, and not offend many people.

I did learn something new though, Noel has a six year old niece, I met her as Grey got into their Lev. Ria is with them too, as I said I needed to talk with mom privately about something. Apparently he had an older sister, but she passed away six years ago, from a problem with a heart valve, while giving birth to little Ashley. Her husband was stabbed the next day, leaving Ashley an orphan.

when we got to the resturant, Noel had Ria carry Ashley in, the little blonde haired girl stood in stark contrast to the darker haired family. Noel's blue-grey eyes seemed to pierce through me as his eyes swept past me, and Ria's emerald eyes watched Ashley closely, almost like a sister would. The love in that family is abundant.

All of this coming to light, and seeing him like this makes me wish I hadn't trapped him with my words, but what is done, is done, and its all legal now, well except for the consumation, which niether of us were comfortable doing in the hospital.

About half way through the meal, the first camera truck arrived at the resturant, and snapped pictures. I made sure to have my wrist where the pale lavender gemstones would show prominantly to the camera. Any reporter with brains will research the bracelet and pendant. The hard part is purposefully showing the bracelet, while making it look as though I am not concerned about it in the slightest.

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Noel's mom seemed to understand that this was a forced photo op on Mom's part after a few times of me feeding Noel at the table, and Ria doing the same to Grey. I leaned in to whisper to Noel, and ended up kissing his cheek instead, but either way, the reporters got their shot.

now, I am in the bathroom, alone. For the first time in two weeks, I am completely by myself; but the biggest issue, is that I am at Noel's house. Noel came in, washed my back, and left, saying that he thought I would appreciate the privacy for a little while, and he would come in once I was done.

In all this time, these past two weeks, I've done nothing more than beat him, use him, yell at him, and do my best to teach him how to not abuse my image with Ria; and he still does this. I pretty much forced him into all of this, and he still considers my feelings.

I think I fell for my husband today.

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Tia seemed exhausted after the day's events, so I washed her back, and let her relax by herself in the bathroom. we all need some privacy some times. I feel Grey's presence enter my room, and I see him through Ria's eyes as she sits at the desk in my room.

"Have the sleeping arrangements been decided?" he asks.

"Mom said that Grey and Ria will have their own rooms in the basement, and I am to share this room with Tia." I told him.

"Wouldn't it be better if You and Tia took one of the rooms in the basement?" he asks.

"No. Mom's reasoning is that Ashley's room is down there. If we were to make too much noise with, 'night activities' as she put it, then she would have to answer questions from Ashley she doesn't want to deal with. So Tia and I are in my old room."

"Noel." Grey seemed uncomfortable, I could tell Tia was pushing herself for something. "are you mad at Tia for this?"

"...Mad at you?" I looked at Grey's face, my face, looking to see what expression Tia was using right now.

"forcing you to marry Tia, taking away your chance at love, berating you every day, practically beating basic ettiquite into you."

I chuckled at her question. "Grey, I know Tia is behind you, so I will just talk straight to her, even though its rude." I stood up, and looked myself in the eyes. "Tia, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. the last two weeks has been a roller coaster of crap. excitement about getting my own Sym; my parrents bought one for me before they even got one themselves, finding out I was in a sym-switch, realizing that my sym was a georgous girl based off of you, being taught how to dance by that girl, being taught things that I had never even thought of, dealing with a girl's body, social norms I thought nothing of until all of this happend. all of it was possible because of you Tia. its all come to fruition and come to this point, because of my wife, Natillia Susan Lavender."

using Ria, I gave Grey a hug, I still wasn't comfortable hugging myself, even if it was Tia on the other side. Grey nodded a few times, a mannerism I had used frequently over the past two weeks, and then turned to leave.

"I'll ask Mom where my room is, and head to bed. Your next semester classes start Monday, I'll let you get ready, I am almost done with the bath by the way, bring Ria in with you, so your back can get scrubbed well."

I'll be damned, she paid enough attention to know when my classes start back up.

I did what she told me to, and made sure both of my backs were clean, had Ria shave her legs, while I shaved my face of what little hair I could grow, and soaked in the tub for a while. when I got out, I made sure to do a proper job of wrapping Ria with a towel, as well as fresh undergarments, and used Mom's hair dryer to make sure the hair was completely dry before sending her downstairs for the night.

when I walked into my room, Tia layed in my bed, wearing only a towel covering her hair. Of course I didn't know that until I climbed under the blanket to go to sleep, but it wasn't long before I did.

before the sun rose, we offically became adults.