A few weeks later Bella and the Duke's son were walking through the gardens talking. "Bella, it's not so bad. Think about it. We could rule side by side. Have beautiful children." He turned to grab her trying to force a kiss.
"Stop! Don't fucking touch me. I may be queen but, I'm still the same Ohio girl I was. I will kick your ass up around your ears." She struggled to get away.
"Come on baby. We will be married in two weeks. Might as well get the festivities started. Eventually, you will have to anyway."
"Let her go!" A gruff familiar voice came behind her. Bella wriggled lose turning to the voice.
"Hunter!" She ran to him wrapping her arms around him. He glared at the man kissing the top of her head. "Bella, go inside. I'll be there in a few. Draven and I have things to discuss." Hunter was much more physically built and, towering over the man. In his Triple H black T-shirt and Adidas track pants, he looked hotter and more intimidating than ever.
Bella kissed his cheek and walked away. He made sure she was inside. "I suggest you walk away. Don't you ever touch her again, do you understand me? She will never marry you. I won't allow it."
"Too late Hunter. She's mine. I suggest you keep your hands off my fiance." Draven walked up to him. "You are dying to hit me aren't you? Yes, I see it in your eyes. Hit me and you go to prison. It's instant jail time for hitting a royal blood."
"It would be worth it. I heard you have tried to force yourself on her against her will several times. But, she got away from you. Where I'm from that shit doesn't fly. You touch her again I'll fucking end you. Now, you need to leave. For two weeks your nothing to her. I'm going to make sure that the wedding never happens. She doesn't want you here. So leave." Hunters face was turning red with anger. Draven backed down.
"I will for now. I have to meet with my father. Don't get too comfortable here. She's still my fiance. Nothing you can do about it once that crown is on my head." He walked away.
Hunter turned to head back inside. "Bella! Bella! He's gone."
"Oh, Hunter! You're here! You came for me! Please, hold me." Hunter wrapped his arms around her.
"I will never let you go again. Bella, I missed you."
"What are you doing here?" Bella realized that she couldn't get close again. If he left this time it was over for them. She pushed away.
"Please, Bella. Don't look at me like that. I miss you."
"You left me again. That night, I thought you were going to be able to make it work. Where were you all this time? I'm being forced to marry against my will. I can't love anyone but you. I won't. I needed you." She cried. "I can't watch you walk away again. I just can't. Take me with you. Take me away from here."
"Bella, I have something to do. I'm sorry but, I can't tell you right now. But, you have to trust me."
"Hunter, what? Why?" Bella was confused.
He walked over and laid his forehead on hers taking her head in his hands. "I never stopped loving you. Just tell me you still love me."
"I could never say no to you. I've always loved you." She kissed him.
Carolyn walked up behind her. "Arabella, we must go. Parliament is going to be in session."
Hunter shook his head, "Go. I'm not going anywhere. Not anymore. I won't lose you again."
At parliament, Bella was addressing them about the laws on the poor being welcome to come to the castle for events. She wanted to throw a party for the orphanage. Once parliament agreed they asked the public if there was any topic of discussion. Bella sat in her queen area to listen. A loud bang of the parliament doors startled everyone. A hush came over the crowd and chatter waved across the room.
The doors to parliament flew open and Hunter entered wearing a suit with Stephanie behind him. Bella rose from her seat. "Hunter?"
He spoke loud and confidently as he approached. "Ladies and gentlemen of parliament. I ask to address the council." Hunter stepped forward to the podium.
The Duke and his son stood up. Draven was furious. "This man is not Genovian. He has no business here."
"In fact I do. My business is that woman. The queen. The love of my life." The crowd gasped as Hunter went over kissing her hand.
The archbishop spoke up. "Quiet! Let him speak. Mr. Helmsley, it has been a long time. Welcome back. Mr. Helmsley is a friend of the Genovian people. I suggest we allow him time to speak. Go ahead, my boy."
"Thank you, Archbishop. People of Genovia, three years ago I had the pleasure of meeting your queen, Arabella. At her princess coronation, I escorted her through the most important transition of her life. I also met the love of my life only to find out that I could never be able to marry or have children with her. For three years I have studied Genovian laws to figure out some way to make her happy. The one thing she always told me is she would never marry for anything else but love. I love her. I made her a promise I would never love another woman. In two weeks time, she will be forced to marry a man she doesn't love. Not by choice but because you, her own people, are forcing her to.
She has made it quite clear to parliament and the Genovian people that love and compassion for your people is her number one priority. She changed laws that your women have equality, the less fortunate have places to go and food to eat, that the royal families and wealthy can fellowship with the people in celebration and, the poor not be discriminated against for their financial situation. She brought together your people. But, you still deny her to be loved. She stepped away from her life back in the US to help keep your traditions and build a new happier life for you all. I'm here to ask you to change your laws. Allow Queen Arabella her happiness. Allow me to marry her."
Bella was stunned. She stepped out from her spot in the room down to where he stood. "You want to marry me?"
"With everything in me. I love you more than anything in the world." Hunter got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. "Marry me, Bella." He put it on her finger. Everyone in the room started yelling an gasping at the drama before them. She looked at parliament with tears in her eyes. Arabella looked over at Carolyn for the answer.
The prime minister stood up. "Enough of this. Arabella, you know our law. You will marry Lord Draven. We will not go over the subject again."
Hunter started to speak. Bella stopped him. "You tried." She took a deep breath. "Prime Minister. I revoke my title?" Everyone went into a panic.
"No! Bella. I won't let you do that." Hunter stopped her. "People of Genovia. I didn't want to do this. I thought it better for the future of Genovia to allow you to make your own decisions. But, you force my hand. I ask that the representative of the WWE Stephanie McMahon, please step forward?" Hunter hated being so formal.
Stephanie brought paperwork and a box with her. He continued, "For the past few weeks I struggled to come to an answer to all this. I remembered from your own laws what it says about marriage and royalty. It didn't say how long the person who married the king or queen needed to be royal. Nor did it say to what way that person got the title that makes them royal. Just they had to have a title. As a wrestler at WWE, we get many opportunities of having titles. World heavyweight, intercontinental, but one specific one popped up in my head. Stephanie and I were talking and just two days ago I was reminded of a specific title I was awarded. Now, Prime Minister. Is it true that the title alone allows the person the right to marry a royal? No matter how they got the title." Bella looked surprised. She knew what he was doing.
The Prime Minister agreed. "You are wasting our time Mr. Helmsley. Get on with it."
"I'm almost done. Please bear with me. Stephanie is known at WWE as the Billion Dollar Princess. Would you say that the situation being she is a world wide known celebrity, that the title given to her is valid? Being she is known the world over as that?"
"That's very different."
"But, why? You yourself made it possbale for WWE to hold events here for the first time three years ago. Does Genovia not recognize WWE as one of its own diplomatic connections with the US? You do welcome us back every year and made US trade possible with the help of Vince McMahon's government connections."
"Agreed, we do recognize it for diplomatic reasons." The Prime Minister couldn't argue. It helped bring a good relationship with the US in trade.
"So in your own words then, Stephanie would be recognized by her title. Correct?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
The Duke stood up, "Why is parliament still talking to this commoner? Have him arrested."
Bella spoke up, "You are not Genovian. You are English. You have no say here. As queen I demand you sit down or be removed from the room. Guards!"
The Duke sat down seeing the royal guards closing in around him.
"Hunter, continue please." She smiled.
"I spoke with a lawyer and from your own statement, you recognize WWE as a viable state under your government. WWE headquarters is, in a sense, Stephanie's castle and is known worldwide. If you recognize Stephanie as the Billion Dollar Princess, you have to recognize me as well." Hunter took the box from Stephanie. She helped with the content inside. A robe, a belt, and a crown. She put it on him. "In 1997 I became the King of the Ring. One of the highest titles in WWE. Making me, under Genovian law, and parliament, a world recognized King. Making it legal to marry Arabella Queen of Genovia." The room erupted.
The prime minister sat down rubbing his eyes. "Silence! Silence!...He's right. Our hands are tied. Lord Draven stand. You're arranged marriage certificate is denied until we look into the matter. Queen Arabella, we need three days to deliberate. If we find this to be valid, you are free to marry Mr. Helmsley. You will hear from us by noon on the third day. Counsel is dismissed." the gravel banged.
Bella threw her arms around him. "Hunter, you did it! I love you! Steph, group hug!" Carolyn and Joseph joined in.
The Lord and Duke headed to them. "You have not heard the last of this."
Hunter smirked, "Actually since WWE lawyers are on this, I say in two weeks, I will be King. Not you. I've spent enough time away from her. And being your family is broke you won't be fighting anything, will you? Funny what the media finds out. When I marry Bella you will be ban from the castle and Genovia. Take your fake ass back to England." Bella hugged him. He was going to be a great King.