you were a beloved princess. you woke up one day and your morning went on as usual, until you heard your mother speak by the breakfast table that you will marry someone in a week. you were in pure shock and didn’t want to, but you didn’t have much to say.

a week passed by, you haven’t even met the man you were supposed to marry, but you did choose a dress, a beautiful one.

it was finally time. you were now standing by the altar with your dress on and a bouquet in your hands, waiting for your prince charming to arrive. he finally did, and it seemed to be that you were a lot younger than him, but you still had to marry. he was handsome though and he looked taken care of.

“hey princess” he said and spoke his vows as you spoke yours after him. you had to kiss and after that everyone in the audience cheered while you were still nervous about it all