Me marry?— Please. Valerie was a princess, a stubborn one at that. No matter what or how hard her parents tried they couldn’t find a suitor. She had to marry a prince.

Tonight was a banquet, one her parents had hosted. Of course, they were hosting it for you and your family. (You are a royal) And half of the town has gathered to see you two.

Valerie is waiting for you at the front of the ballroom, a piano getting ready to play for your formal dance. Seeing you walk through those doors almost made all of Valerie walls collapse.

She had never seen a prince like you.