Another Pair of Star Crossed Lovers
It’s the eve of my wedding and I’m going to run away.
I have to if I ever want to live my own life and be my own person. I’ll forever be a puppet on strings if I ever marry that conceited jerk, William.
A shiver runs up my spine as I think his name. Prince William, who, arranged by my father, King Gregory, is to be my husband and the future ruler of our small, but powerful country, Anglica. My father has this delusional idea that William is the one for me, yet if I had it my way, I’d be marrying not William tomorrow, but Sebastian.
A loving smile takes over my anxious face as I think about my Sebastian. He is the one I really love, the one who knows everything about me and accepts me for who I am, and the one I’ll be eloping with later tonight.
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