Bleach (c) Tite Kubo

He loved that color on her, the way it was splattered all over her white dress.

She walked down the aisle with black roses in her hands. The guest would have stood, had they not been chained to the chairs. The groom made sure no one would leave. They were all going to watch the real King marry his Queen.

She met him at the altar. Grey eyes locked onto black and white. He grinned and she gave him a small smile in return.

To him, everything was perfect. And she? Well, she never looked more beautiful in red.

Author's note:

Hooray for HichiHime!

Drabble number one :)

I will take prompts

Take care and God bless,

SingingButterflyRose