You were a princess, a kind, sweet and beautiful princess and you loved a knight that you know since you're 14, he was 14 too, his name is James Phelps and now you're both in your 30 but still look like you're in your twenties.

You confessed your feelings one day and got married to him when you were 20 years old. Since that day you both are stuck together.. always. Stuck. Together. Until a war started and James got to leave with your father to the war...

1 week passed, it was too long, you were crying everyday, missing your husband so much and wanting him back, you were even thinking the worse, that he might have...

Until one day, your Butler approached you as you sat on a bench.

"Royal Highness.. we got informed that your knights and father are winning the war, the war is almost finished."

Your butler said and that makes you look at him with wide eyes, as you take the front of your dress to not fall and stand up, you were even barefoot.

"Winning?"

You asked your Butler who nod and you quickly ran with all your strenght to your gate, there was both knights who were always there who tried to stop you but to no avail as you pass the open gate and mount on your horse who start to trot over the field of the war.

When you arrive - 5 minutes later - you saw the war, your father, your knights, your HUSBAND still there and alive, and the d3ad knights of the other castle and you quickly dismount your horse, barefoot still, with your princess dress as you ran to your husband who finally turn to you and stare at you...

You both stare at eachother for a while before James drop his sword and you ran at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him, James smile and kiss you back, some tears in his close eyes start to fall.