Betrothal

by Techie.freq

Indian Princess Isabella Swan married Prince Edward Cullen when she was nine and he was twelve. They never met after that. She turned sixteen a few days back and now she's heading towards the home of her husband, who's a great king now. But the problem is, they don't even 'know' each other.

11. Chapter 11

EPOV

"Perfection. " I said.

She was that.

I didn't know what I was missing till this very moment.

She blushed.

Her hands were playing with her long skirt.

Her eyes were glued to the floor.

She hadn't even looked at me.

I put my hands on her chin and lifted her face up.

I wanted her to look at me.

But she closed her eyes.

I lifted her red bridal veil.

I was happy. She was beautiful.

But I didn't say anything as I was quite shy.

My wife grinned at me and said out loud, "You're very handsome. Thank God!"

I smiled.

Everyone was surprised by the audacity of the bride at that time.

I remembered her mother having some strict words with her after that.

Seems like, my wife has changed a lot in all these years.

"You can open your eyes." I smiled, "Don't want to have a look at your husband?"