I looked and I saw. I saw what every single woman in the room probably saw, a king, with blonde hair and blue eyes similar to mine, a protector of all the land, a knight in shining armor, a caring older brother to his family, but I also saw someone no one else did; I saw Peter, I knew who he was inside and out I had known him since we were young and to be standing here beside him as his queen I saw it all again. I remembered the time I fell and broke my leg in the woods near his house and he carried me to his house and the car, I remembered the day we stepped through the wardrobe, me following, unknown to the four nobles ahead of me, I remember the shouts and fear I felt as I watched my best friend and only love fight with the tyrant. I saw and said I do.