I was nervous, nervous, i thought this would happened but it was , i was getting married but not to the man i loved .
It happened two weeks ago, i was staring into the eyes of my betrothed or to the man i was arranged to marry which stunk. He was tall and muscle built with pure black eyes and long black hair and with shiny white teeth. He told me i was going to be his wife in a few days, his name was lukas Valentino, Prince of Bulgaria, Romania. I disliked the fact i had to marry the charming stranger, but when my heart was for someone else, no one really cared, including the king himself.
his father the king, Rolundi Dischiefo Valentino told me i was to marry his son, which i busted out laughing he couldn't be serious, his son, the long black hair, black eye, tall and muscular built prince of Romania, but when he didnt laugh with me, so he was serious