Peder and Miri sat together down by Britta's garden. Peder's arm was around her.
After staring at Miri for a while, Peder asked, "Miri, are you sure you aren't sad about not being princess?"
Miri laughed, "With you, I alsays feel like a princess.
"Well," Peder stood up confidently, "a princess needs a tiara."
"Huh?" confused, Miri followed him through the miri flowers.
After hours of work, Peder sucessfully made a tiara of Miri flowers.
"I now crown you... Princess Miri!" Peder exclaimed, smiling. Closing her eyes, Miri leaned up, kissing her prince charming.
