Natasha was inside the shower, crying violently. The water washed her tears, but he heart ached. She felt sick, she felt disgusted, she felt as if she betrayed Steve.

She rubbed her body, and her lips. How could she let him kiss her? How could she kiss him. back? She belonged to Steve, only to Steve.

Heartbroken, she sat down on the shower floor, wrapping her arms around her knees, and continued to sob.

"Please forgive me Steve" she said, putting her head on her arms.

She remained in the shower, for hours, until there was a knock on the door.

"Queen Natalia, please come out, are you alright? " a female voice called in her Wakandan accent.

"Yeah.. yeah I am fine" Natasha replied, in her broken voice.

"Queen Natalia, please come and eat something, the king is starting to worry, you have been in there for long" she said.

Natalia made a disgusted face, she didn't want to deal with T'Challa now, and make excuses about her time in the shower.

"I am coming, just go" She told the female servant.

"As you say my queen" she said and left.

Natasha stood up, wiped her face, and drying herself, she wrapped a towel and walked out. To her horror, T'Challa was waiting for her.

"Natalia! " he said jumping from the bed, and reaching for her neck, she stepped back, but he still got hold of her waist.

"What happened? Why were you in there for so long? " he asked worryingly . His hand caressed her neck gently.

"I.. I had some allergy, with that.. sand.. so.. I was just trying to wash it off properly " she lied, confidently, lying was never hard for her, honesty was.

"Oh, I'm sorry...you have such delicate skin" he said, moving his fingers over her neck.

"Anyways, you must be so hungry, I brought food for you" he said. She fake smiled.

"I'll have it" she said, praying that he leaves soon.

"Okay, eat well my queen, I'll see you at night, for the ball" he said, giving her a kiss on her cheek.

He turned to leave, and she sighed in relief, but stopped mid way.

"I.. " he smiled, "have a surprise for you, I am sure you will be very happy" he said.

Natasha raised her eyebrows at him, he came back to her, "Be ready to be surprised my beautiful queen" he said, grabbing her neck, and placing a long kiss on it. Her hands were in fists, wanting to punch him bad. He smiled at her again, and taking one good look at her wet body, he finally left.

She went back to the shower, threw her towel, and turned the tap on.

"I hate you so much" she said, rubbing her skin so bad, it became all red.

She dressed up inside, and then left the shower.

"Wonder what surprise he has for me now? " she said to herself, biting on her toast, "a dress up ceremony now maybe, after which he can make out" she made a bad face, as if her food was sour.

Finally, she could rest, for some time, but alas! The ladies entered her room soon after she finished breakfast which she had almost at the time of lunch.

"What? " she asked annoyed.

"Sorry to disturb you my queen, but we are here to dress you up, for the grand ball" the one on the front said.

Natasha noticed, they all had something in their hands.

"Now? " she asked.

"The preparations would take time" the servant said. Annoyed, she still nodded.

They started working on her, applying makeup, doing her hair, and then they unpacked the dress she was supposed to wear, and helped her get into it.

It was a a long, flowing red dress, with no sleeves or stripes. Tight on her chest and belly, but flowing beautiful with frills downwards. It was a perfect ball dress, the one for princesses to wear.

Her hair fell on her back, they had curled and beautified them, her dark makeup, everything added up to her beauty.

"You look so beautiful my queen" the leading Lady said. Natasha smiled, she appreciated herself in the mirror, but her heart sank, because she didn't want to be seen, touched or kissed by T'Challa, she didn't want to look beautiful for him. She wanted everything to be for Steve.

It was dusk, by the time they were done. They brought some appetizers for to eat, and then, adjusting and retouching her makeup, they left.

Natasha stared at herself, in the mirror, and smiled. She had never dressed up like this before, she was never treated as a normal girl, she never had dreams to become a princess. But today, she was queen, and she absolutely hated it.

"Beautiful " she heard T'Challa say, she turned to face him. Her heartbeat raced. He was also dressed well, in a tux.

"You look so perfect, so gorgeous, I can't... " he raised his hand to touch her, but didn't, smiling.

"Come, we are getting late, the guests await us" he said. She was shocked at his behavior, but nodded.

He held his hand out for her to take, she placed her hand on his, and walked out with him. He didn't grab her waist, or pull her close, just held her hand all the way, and she couldn't be more grateful.

"Time for your surprise, my Queen" he said, she looked at him confused. Instead of walking towards the ball room, he took her inside another. Her heartbeat rang in her ears, she was scared to death, horrible ideas circling her mind.

"Your surprise my beloved Queen" he said, pushing the door open.

Natasha entered the room, and he heart skipped several beats. As she saw a man standing, in a perfect black suit, with his back facing her, his hands folded behind him, his posture erect.

"St.. Steve? " she said, hyperventilating.

He turned to face her, and gave her an assuring smile.

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Oh T'Challa, stop it will you!! But Natasha is finally with her Steve. The next chapter, oh.... its hopefully going to be very dreamy, if I am able to do it justice, as I imagined. So what do you guys think would happen? Do give your reviews.