King Emmett stop from walking as he massage his temples and said to his best friend carelessly, "You know what, to shush your mouth, I will marry whoever the skies give me."

Little did he know, he will get a potential wife in an instant.

He heard a commotion from above, he looked up and catching what is falling. In his arms falls a fine lady. Her eyes were widen and confused.

"Oh hello there, my future wife." Emmett smirked.