The Penniless Bride by EpicFaerieTale

"Leave my estate, now or else." Julian warned, stepping towards Mary's father. Michael however wasn't prepared to back down. "Miriam, tell me this isn't possible. Did our daughter really marry such a brute?" he asked, looking down at his own wife.

Michael sighed, closing his eyes and looking over at Miriam. He couldn't believe his wife, but he knew that he had to trust her judgment. He stayed silent, sighing again. Julian watched the man, but sighed also. "Mary, would it be best to let your father stay here? Or would it be a grave mistake?" he asked his wife, looking to her.

Julian sighed, nodding. Why ignore his wife's wish? Especially since it was a long drive already from her home to here. "Be grateful that you have such a considerate daughter." he told Michael as a statement whilst he sat back down. Telling a servant to bring another plate for him, he motioned for the man to sit.

The dinner went by silently, Julian however wasn't looking forward to Michael staying the night. Still, he couldn't just dispatch of the man as much as he wanted to. Mary would be displeased and angry probably. "Enjoying the meal?" he asked, clearing his throat. Michael only nodded, coughing and continuing to eat silently.

Soon at the end of dinner, the servants took up everyone's plates. Though, Julian was more tense than in the beginning. He didn't like the atmosphere now that Michael had come into the house itself. "If you'd like a bath, just say so to one of my servants and they'll help you with that. I however have matters to attend to, Mary." he said, kissing his wife on the cheek and leaving the dining room. He couldn't stand it any more.

Michael stared at his daughter, sighing. "Well, he's not a bad man so far. At least he had the decency to listen to you." he mumbled, cracking his knuckles and yawning. "Do you plan on staying with him for the rest of your life? Really?" he asked.

Michael sighed, staring at Miriam. He never thought of divorcing her either, he loved her in his own odd way. He closed his eyes, taking a breath. "Alright then, at least visit your parents every once in a while. Don't think I'm enjoying this. You're too young to be married." he said, shaking his head.

Well, in his eyes, Mary was still the little girl he used to sing to sleep. Michael wasn't always a horrible and greedy man. "Miriam, you actually agree to this marriage?" he asked, blinking and expecting her to agree with his opinion.

Michael stared at Miriam as she left. For once she spoke for herself? That was odd. He gulped, staring at Mary. So...their marriage was looked down upon his own wife's parents? He sighed, closing his eyes. "I apologize, my daughter.." he mumbled quietly.

Julian had laid in bed, all ready to sleep. Still, he couldn't. Michael's words rung in his head, over and over. Was it his mistake, taking Mary from her home? She was suffering so..it was the right thing to do. He sighed, closing his eyes. "This is a mess.."

Julian had noticed he heard a click of the doorknob from Mary's room which connected to his. Did she hear him? He sighed, getting up and opening that door. Seeing Mary changing, he chuckled and closed the door once inside her room. "Mary? Are you ok? Why are you changing in here?" he asked, hugging her in the middle of putting on her gown.

"I know....Still, since the day we came back home, I would've thought you'd come into mine from then on." he muttered, nuzzling Mary's neck. Still, privacy was privacy. It's not bad to change in one room and sleep in the other...."Eh, I guess it's alright to leave you alone. I'll be in my room." Julian smiled, kissing her softly and going into his room with a sigh.