An update for you. Try not to cry and try not to hate me...

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I stayed by my father's side all night, but I could tell his condition was deteriorating.

He was struggling to breathe and had a terrible cough; it sounded like he was choking to death on the air.

I knew that the stress of my upcoming marriage was making him worse, as he was becoming stressed.

"My darling." He coughed, making me look up.

"Yes father?" I replied with tears in my eyes.

"Please, marry the General."

I shook my head. "Father, I cannot do that. I'm going to find a way out of this."

"Michelle, he will kill you, and what kind of a position will that leave this country in? You need to agree to marry him so that you can still help lead this country." He took my hand in his as I sobbed.

"Okay, father." I sighed. "But as soon as I find a way to save the country, I will."

"Be careful." He gasped, as if his air lacked oxygen. "I love you and your mother would be proud."

His eyes slowly closed.

"Father?" The tears became more constant. "Father, wake up!"

His hand fell loose in mine and his chest stopped moving.

"Father, please come back!" I sobbed onto his chest. "I love you too."

I stayed by his side until the sunshine came up. My wedding day. And I was only seventeen years old. Then again, in my country, a lot of people got married young.

I was going to hold back my tears today and protect my country.

"You look beautiful, your majesty." My dresser, Rosalinda, smiled.

I sighed, looking in the mirror. I was wearing a white, off-the-shoulder lace dress, which fell to the floor. My gloves were also white and I wore a golden sash, matching my shoes and tiara.

My phone beeped. Shane.

I frowned and opened the text.

Why did you go home Mitch? I'm worried sick! Please be careful. I really care about you, and if you'd have stayed, you'd have found that out- Shane x

A tear escaped down my cheek.

"You don't want to get married do you, your majesty?" Rosalinda read my mind.

I shook my head. "I am only doing this to save my country, Rosalinda."

She nodded. "Shall I leave you?"

I nodded my head in reply. "Please. Thank you."

"I hope things get better, my Queen."

I sighed and picked up my guitar; the one I had left behind when I had escaped.

"Everythings cool, yeah

It's all gonna be okay, yeah

And I know, maybe we'll even laugh about it someday

But not today, no

'Cause I don't feel so good

I'm tangled up inside

My heart is on my sleeve

Tomorrow is a mystery to me

And it could be wonderful

It hope it's magical

You might be everything I've waited for, a miracle

Oh, but even if I fall in love again with someone new

It could never be the way I loved you."

"What a beautiful song you have written for me." General Kingsley smiled, walking into my dressing room.

I sighed at put down my guitar. "It's not for you."

"Did we fall in love when we were in hiding?" He smirked. "Oh, what a shame. And I bet he didn't feel the same."

I growled at him. "I'm more likely to be loved than someone like you!"

"My, my, where have your manners gone?" He took my arm, holding it tight. "We'll deal with that later, but right now, we have a wedding to get to. Ours."

I cried as I walked down the aisle. I was dreading this. My heart was pumping fast, I felt sick and I was pretty sure I was on the verge of fainting.

Yeah, Mitchie, faint on your wedding day.

Shudder.

The few wedding guests looked at me with concern and I noticed my fiance glaring at me.

I faked a smile, knowing that if I didn't, I would pay for it later.

I reached the alter, and he took my hands in his, that evil smirk on his face.

I didn't pay attention as the priest read out the usual wedding lines.

Instead, my life flashed before my eyes.

And then Shane's face appeared, making a tear roll down my cheek.

I sighed.

"Does anyone have any reasons why these two should not be wed?" The priest asked, looking around.

Yes. Please someone say yes.

"No?" He turned back to face us. "Then, do you General Marcus Kingsley the third take Princess Michelle Torresenly to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." His smirk grew wider and I could feel the vomit coming up.

The priest looked over at me, concerned. "And do you Princess Michelle Torresenly take General Marcus Kingsley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

I took a deep breath, and suddenly, there was a 'bang'.

Everyone's heads shot round towards the source of the noise. The doors had been slammed open.

Shane Gray was standing there.

At least I thought he was. Mitchie, are you hallucinating? Please say this isn't a dream.

"Mitchie, don't marry him!" Shane yelled, rushing down the aisle.

"Shane! Run! It isn't safe! I'll be fine!" I told him, choking on my tears.

"I'm not leaving without you!" His eyes softened. "I... I love you, Mitchie."

The wedding guests gasped and my jaw dropped. "Really?"

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I do."

General Kingsley laughed and walked towards Shane, standing in front of me. "Shame, it's me you're marrying."

"If you want to marry her, you're going to have to get past me." Shane hissed.

"No problem."

And with that, General Kingsley grabbed his sword and held it against Shane's throat.

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DUN DUN DUNNN!

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Song: The way I loved you- Selena Gomez (and yes, I changed some of the lyrics)

What's gonna happen next, folks?

In the FINAL CHAPTER...