Mia Devereaux's Story

"Nothing. Nothing, my Prince. Come with me. Hurry." She held his hand and she lead the way out to the gardens, and when they were out there, she swallowed, stopping once they were deep within the flowers. "We have to marry tonight, my Father is very ill." She then kissed him quickly.

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Kendit chuckled, and shook his head, keeping a firm hand around her waist. "The Princess is fine." He consoled, and ran a hand by her cheek, then let go of her. "I wanted to impress you, no?" He raised his eyebrow in curiosity.

The Princess, in turn, looked into his eyes, and smiled. "Is it too soon to say I love you?" She grinned, and kissed him softly, her hand on his cheek.

- 9 months later -

The Princess had just had the baby Kendit had 'cursed' her with, and she held the newborn gently as she rested on the bed, looking for her husband, smiling.

Kendit grinned as he knew exactly what today was.... the day he was going to ask Mia for her hand in marriage. Then, he'd take the baby from the Princess, and everything would go as planned... perfect.