My names True Callern. I'm 16 years old. I live in a village called Arenathon. It's an old village, and i've lived here all my life, not that i've had any choice in that. But in the town centre, thats where the palace is. The prince lives here you see, and things are about to get..lets say different.


15. yes

I grinned and wrapped my arms around his neck, as he picked me up and spun me around. 'Yes yes yes!' I giggled. We collapsed in a heap on the little bench, and smiled. As we watched the sunset, I felt myself drifting off to sleep happily. The last thing I remember is Samuel kissing the top of my head.

When I woke up, I was in bed and the sunlight streaming through the curtains warmed my skin. I smiled as I remembered what had happened last night, and turned over to face Samuel, who was still asleep. He looked so peaceful, so happy. His face was perfectly relaxed, and I couldn't help gently stroking his cheek. When he woke up, he grinned and pulled me into a hug. 'So, looks like we have a wedding to plan then' I said. 'Who's wedding is it? Oh yeah, ours, I forgot' He winked, as he joked. So we spent the next 3 months doing nothing but planning. We're turning the main room in the palace into a venue. We're also inviting the whole of Arenathon, which we counted the amount of people that can attend is 136. So, we were having white tables and chairs, with light blue and peach coloured decorations. And of course, I needed a dress. And I hated dresses. But I did manage to pick one that was quite nice. It was tight fitting lace on my top half, and not too sticky-outy at the bottom was mainly plain. I didn't even care about dresses or decorations. I just wanted Samuel.

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