A date was agreed between both Cordonian and Laurentian Courts that the marriage between Liam and Isabella would be conducted on the 26th February of that year. Their upcoming marriage behind the scenes was becoming a contractual obligation, with verses of law being past between the two kingdoms for approval.

The marriage document stated that;

* The date will be held on 26th February in accordance to the patron saint of sickness and poor people that her parents named her after.

* The marriage will be held in Laurentia in a Catholic ceremony with a Cordonian minister present to upload Cordonian law and conduct her Coronation after the wedding.

* She will abdicate the Laurentian throne the day before the wedding allowing her brother Mateo to become Crown Prince.

Liam honestly didn't care, he made as many concessions as he possibly could for her parents. Liam became very close to the Laurentian King and Queen in the 2.5 years he had courted their daughter. That and Laurentia was a modest Kingdom and whatever he could do to help, he would.

But today, he knew her life would change. Standing at the altar in the Laurentian Cathedral, there he stands in his Cordonia Royal tuxedo. The sun beams its rays through the stained glass windows illuminating the Church with different coloured hues. One would expect that he would have taken something like this in his stride, but Liam was nervous. He loved this woman with all his heart, no amount of courtly training would help him now, he was only human.

Liam, Leo and Drake watched as family and friends entered the Cathedral and filled the air with noise as they took their seats. The priest and minister leave the vestry laughing as they speak; until the are in front of him. They bow in sync and the priest looks at him smiling, "Your Majesty, welcome to our beautiful Cathedral. Are you ready for today?" Liam smiled warmly back to him chuckling, "I think so… it's now or never!"

The sound of trumpets interrupted their conversation. Liam's heart sank with anxiety… shit, she's here.

Drake notices his expression and pats him on the back, "I believe it's time… you're up big guy." They take their places waiting for what feels like an eternity until the string quartet begin to play their melody. Flower girl upon flower girl, bridesmaid upon bridesmaid - he couldn't see her, until the last bridesmaid walked forward.

He silhouette beamed against the sunlight flooding into the Church. Her dress was a tight strapless bodice and flared skirt adorned with lace and pearls. She wore a light blue ribbon around her waist with a diamond brooch attached in the middle. This was the Laurentian National colour - a point her father made very clear in the negotiations. This was the last thing her family and country could do for her that's why he pushed so heavily that they marry here rather than in Cordonia. She had already lost her entitlement to her own Kingdom to be with the man she adored.

Linking her arm with her fathers as they walked up the aisle, Liam felt a lump forming in his throat. Her veil covered her face, but he could see her curled dark raven black hair bouncing as she walked towards him. Until there she was, a beautiful bright light of hope. Smiling as he nervously lifts up her veil, a rush of excitement runs through his body. She was stunning.

She wore a dainty diamond tiara with matching drop earrings, her make up was heavier than usual - her eyes smokey to emphasise her long dark eyelashes and warm chestnut eyes. Isabella's olive coloured skin looked so soft as he tucked a stray piece of her hair behind her ear.

Her eyes danced as she found his, her bright smile dazzled as she grinned from ear to ear. He couldn't blink, he was astounded by her presence and the realisation that they were to be married, right now filled his heart with such joy.

She holds his hand tightly right through the ceremony until they are instructed to face each other to say their vows as Leo gives the priest their wedding bands.

Liam grins at her; "From the moment I met you, I was fascinated by you. You're kind, considerate and a little bossy…" the church fills with laughter as she scrunches up her face at him "… but besides that, I fell in love with you and with this ring I dedicate my whole life to you. Είσαι το φεγγάρι μου και τα αστέρια μου…" shakily he slides the ring onto her finger as her eyes meet his, becoming like glass as she held back her tears.

The minister places Liam's ring into her delicate hand. "I know that I can be a pain sometimes, but I always want the best for you. You're my best friend, my confidante, my missing puzzle piece. Te amo más que nada en el mundo!" Isabella places the ring on Liam's finger and both turn back side by side. Liam catches her hand and squeezes it as the ceremony comes to a close.

Simultaneously, the priest and minister say together. "You are now pronounced as man and wife - you may now kiss the bride."

Liam's eyes light up as he leans down to kiss Isabella, her hands cup the sides of his cheeks as she tries to pull him closer to her. She turns to the crowd, still holding Liam's face in her hands and grins. Leo and Drake pat him on the back - Leo laughing with his signature grin, "Welcome to the family Isabella!"

Normally, a priest would walk the bride and groom out of the Church and the congregation would follow, not today. The Cordonian minister was to crown Isabella immediately after the wedding with the minister signalling to Bastien to retrieve it.

Two armed guards return with two crowns. One Liam's the other for her. She nudged Liam with her eyebrow raised, "That looks really heavy…" he chuckles, "You may get used to it…" standing before the congregation, the minister vows in front of Liam and places his Royal crown upon his head before sidestepping and standing in front of Isabella.

She was really nervous as the minister asked her questions in Greek. Would she solemnly swear to govern and uphold rights of all Cordonian people. In his hands he held a bible and Isabella placed her hands daintly on the leather bound book. "Τα πράγματα που έχω υποσχεθεί προηγουμένως, θα εκτελέσω και θα κρατήσω. Έτσι, βοηθήστε με το Θεό."

The minister nods as the Crown is brought forward, placing it on the petite Princess' head. She moves her hand out and intertwines her fingers with his. The minister announces her title. "Please stand and acknowledge…" as they all rise to their feet, he continues. "Please welcome Her Royal Highness, Queen Isabella María Rosa Sánchez Rys, Consort of His Royal Highness,

King Liam Constantine Louis Alexander Rys of Cordonia. May we wish them well in their many years of marriage."

The congregation claps as Liam and Isabella embrace one another. He gets lost in her eyes wanting to hold his moment between them for all eternity. He leans and whispers into her ear her feeling his smile against her skin, "You look absolutely amazing today my beautiful wife." She laughs and mutters under her breath, "Not too bad yourself husband…" her eyes darken as she giggles lowering her tone further, whilst smiling out to the crowds "… I think you'll like what's underneath more."

Liam's raises an eyebrow and shakes his head before the priest and minister instruct them to follow them outside of the Church. Isabella leans into him as they walk down the aisle, her arm wrapped around his strong bicep. No one could remove the smiles from both their faces as cameras flashed all around them before climbing into their horse drawn carriage bringing them back to Laurentian palace.

As the gold gilded carriage began to move, they both waved to their friends and family until they were a little further on the road. They sat on either side of the carriage and as their eyes met; a burning desire to be one filled their very soul. Isabella pulled the blinds down before pulling the skirt of her dress up, her legs on either side of Liam's waist as they sat.

Neither broke eye contact, staring into each other's very soul. Isabella's gentle hands began to play with his hair before kissing him with such passion, they had to pull back to breathe. His hands follow the curves of her body as they kiss and move against each other's bodies.

As they get closer to their end destination, Isabella kisses down his neck and whispers, "You're in for a long night…" a groan leaving his throat as he imagined her toned, petite body beneath him. He kisses her again and tugs on her supple lip, his eyes reaching hers looking into her very being… "i'll be looking forward to it…" his fingers run down her spine as he whispers, "I'm going to make you scream…" biting her lip devilishly as she smiles, fixes his jacket. "It's still a long time to night time…" winking at him as before returning back to her seat.

She was right… it would be another 10 hours at least before he could get her into their suite; he knew he would have to distract himself as even looking at her right now would send him over the edge.