The rest of the day went by too quickly. Daphne continued to tell me about William while figuring out how my hair will look for tomorrow.

Whenever I started to think about the day to come, my breaths became short and my heart wanted to break into a thousand pieces. It didn't help that Cas's letter still hadn't arrived, even if it had only been a couple of hours since I last spoke of him.

"Miss Daphne, Lady Aurora must get to sleep if she wants to look good for tomorrow." A maid said from behind me.

I looked out the window and saw that it was pitch black outside. I always hated how time flew when I was with Daphne. Though this time I had especially despised it. I wished I had spent longer with her, I wish I didn't have to get married tomorrow, I wish everything had gone back to normal, I wish I had my father back.

So many wishes went through my mind, but none would come true. Because from what I've learned while being in this castle, wishes didn't come true.

"Wait Daphne, I have something to ask you." I said as Daphne went towards the door.

"What would you like, Lady Aurora?" Daphne said, mimicking the maid. It felt weird having my best friend call me Lady. I mentally rolled my eyes at the pure idiocy of having titles for ranks.

"Would you do me the honour of being my maid of honour." I said, presenting her with a ring I had found in the vanity.

"Aurora, this is so unexpected." Daphne pretended to be shocked. Ever since we were children we had planned on being each other's maid of honour, even if it were a forced marriage. "I would love to."

I smiled up at her and placed the ring on her finger. We went into a fit of giggles when it didn't fit.

"Miss Daphne?" The maid said, I could hear the growing annoyance in her voice.

"I heard you for the first time." Daphne retorted, she was always a bit rude when it came to people who annoyed her, and I didn't blame her. "I'll see you tomorrow."

I nodded and gave her a quick hug. I watched as she left the room with the maid. I quickly discarded the simple dress I had on and slipped into a nightgown. Despite what might happen tomorrow, I was going to miss this bed. The white sheets filled my vision as I climbed onto the mattress, one of the only things in this castle that gave me true comfort.

It's soft pillows cushioned my head as my eyes drifted closed and I ignored the imposing thoughts of tomorrow. Sinking deeper into the mattress I made my attempt at sleep.

~~~~~

"Hello?" I called out into the open field. My mind tried to place where I was, until I saw a figure in the distance.

"Aurora Whitmore." A voice called out. Though the figure was on the other side of the field, it's voice seemed to be right beside me. My heart was beating rapidly as I tried to get a good sense of who was talking to me.

"Who are you?" I yelled at the figure.

"Don't go through with it." The voice warned.

"Don't go through with what?" I asked. My thoughts went from wondering who the figure was to what it could possibly be telling me.

"Don't go through with it." It said again.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" I yelled and I suddenly felt the world shaking.

A bright light appeared above the figure, trapping it. The ground continued to shake as I watched the figure get carried up into the sky. It's blinding light doing nothing to my eyes as I continued to stare up at it, screaming for it to come back, to tell me what it was talking about.

"Wait!"

My eyes flew open to reveal the pale, white room. The bright light caused me to squint. I was back in the castle, not in the strange field that I couldn't pinpoint. The shaking was a maid trying to wake me. Her hands gripped my shoulder as she shook my now conscious body.

"Thank goodness, I was starting to worry you had died." The maid joked as she went to open the curtains. Though she didn't really need to, due to them being white and see through. "How are you feeling?"

I looked at her in question. Then it hit me. Today was the wedding and Cas's letter hadn't shown up yet. Dread hit me like a ton of bricks, what if he didn't show up at all? We couldn't escape if they weren't here.

"Miss?" The maid asked when I didn't answer.

"Oh, umm. To be honest I'm a bit worried." I said, feeling the pain sink in.

"Well that's natural. When I got married to my husband I was worried, nervous and a bit doubtful." The maid laughed at her memory as I got out of bed. "It's called cold-feet."

I awkwardly smiled at her as she brought me into the washroom to prepare for my bath. Though I knew I didn't have cold-feet, I didn't even want to marry him. This maid of course didn't know that.

"Aurora!" I heard Daphne's voice through the closed door. I quickly stepped out of the tub and wrapped myself in a towel.

"Here." I said, slipping out of the wash room and into the bedroom.

"What are you doing?!" She shrieked as I stood in front of her in just my towel. Her eyes widened at the sight of my towel, as if she was expecting me to already be in my dress.

"I was just having a bath before you interrupted." I stated as she walked to where the gown was hung up on my mirror.

"Well we have only four hours to get you prepped and ready." Daphne ranted. "And, we still haven't found a way we're going to free your witch friend from the dungeons. Everything is so disorganized!"

I winced a little at her mention of Lizzy. I hadn't thought of her much in the past week and it made me feel guilty.

"Daph, we have time." I assured her.

"No, we don't!" She whined, taking the dress from the mirror and placing it on my bed. "We have to do your hair, make-up, perfect the dress..."

Daphne rattled off other tasks we had to complete before the ceremony at one o'clock.

"Well, then stop talking and help me." I interrupted her by saying something about floral arrangements. How on earth had she gotten to that idea?

"Right." She said, her cheeks heating up a bit from embarrassment.

"While we're doing this, you can tell me more about William." I smiled as she sat me down at the vanity.

"What do you want to know? I told you practically everything yesterday." She said, running a comb through my blond hair.

"You've barely even skimmed the surface." I assured her. "What does he look like, what are his hopes and dreams? I have to know who plans on marrying my best friend."

"Well." And Daphne told me more about her lover.

I imagined William just as Daphne described him to be, as someone you could only meet in a fairy tale. His dark hair complimented his deep brown skin. His eyes gleamed hazel and had flakes of gold. He had a strong physique for only twenty-three.

"I wonder where he is." She thought out loud, as she finished with my hair.

"Probably out looking for you." I said, examining my hair. She had done it up in a low bun with stray hair framing my face. I could see that Daphne had braided white flowers and sage into the style. Just this hairstyle alone made me feel like a princess, even if I might not get to be one. "And that is why today have to work today. So that you can go home to your carpenter."

"It will work, as long as Cas gets here quickly." She said, stepping around to face so that she could apply my make-up.

"Let's hope he does." I agreed and Daphne got to work on my face.

We stayed quiet for a while and it made me think of all the things that could go wrong. Maybe Damian had known that I would try to escape and created a plan to stop me? Maybe I wouldn't even escape because the witches didn't get here in time? Maybe-

"Stop overthinking." Daphne said, catching onto my worrying. "It's making me mess up."

"I'm sorry, it's my thing. I overthink way too much." I said, accepting my flaw. It was one of my fathers as well. He would always worry about me and the possible things that could happen when I was with my mother. Out of all the people he could worry about, he chose my mother. I smiled a bit at the memory of him and how I would escape for him, I would bring down the royal family once and for all.