A few months later, Elizabeth's wedding day had finally arrived. Maria and the other three daughters helped the bride get ready for her day. Alberto spent most of the day with his soon to be son-in-law. He was unlike most royal fathers; he wanted his children to marry for love. As of right now, it looked as if two of his daughters had fallen in love with two soldiers in his army. Gabriella sat at her vanity putting her jewelry on. Suddenly, she heard someone knocked on her balcony door. She pulled back her curtain aside and saw Troy standing out in his uniform.

"What are you doing here?" Gabriella asked as she opened the door.

"Came to see you before the wedding." Troy answered.

"Natasha is going to have a heart attack if she finds us in here without a chaperone." Gabriella stated. "You remember how she was when we were younger?"

"Yes and it was entertaining. I can tell we're going to give her gray hair." Troy stated as he tried to kiss her again.

"We?" Gabriella asked smiling as she pushed him away gently.

"I seem to recall that you were the one who snuck into my room." Troy replied, knowing he got her.

"You're terrible."

"But you still love me."

"Yes, I do." Gabriella agreed. "But you can't stay here, I have to finish getting ready and if you're here, I will get distracted and never be ready in time."

"I think you look perfect just as you are now." Troy stated as he went to sit down on Gabriella's bed.

"You just want to stay in here with me."

"Is that a crime?"

"I'm warning you, Natasha is going to be in here any minute."

"I'm not afraid of her."

"Oh really, Officer Bolton." Natasha said as she stood at the door.

Troy instantly stood up from the bed in surprise. Gabriella turned around to look at him from her vanity. She could barely contain her laughter when she was the look of fear on Troy's face as he was caught by their beloved nanny.

"I warned you." Gabriella stated.

"Natasha, I was just…" Troy started to say.

"You were just leaving." Natasha finished. "And may I remind you that you are not too old for me to box your ears, your mother has stated that I may do so if I see you being too big for britches."

"Yes, Natasha." Troy said as he walked to the door. "I will see you at the ceremony, Gabriella."

"Alright." Gabriella agreed smiling at him through the mirror.

An hour later, the bridesmaids began to descent down the grand staircase. Gabriella smiled at Troy as she walked past him. The orchestra began to play a wedding march and father and daughter appeared. Elizabeth's three sisters smiled as they watched her come down the stairs. Elizabeth beamed at Matthew as they drew close to one another.

Twenty minutes later, the newlyweds sealed their union with a kiss. Clapping from their guests filled the air. Matthew and Elizabeth journeyed back up the aisle. Troy and Gabriella were behind them. The royal family along with Matthew's family and the Boltons headed to the palace's grand balcony. Every single citizen of the city was waiting for a glance of the royal family. The bells from the cathedral began to ring signaling the union of Matthew and Elizabeth. Cheers rang from the square as the balcony doors opened. The newlyweds led their families outside. Spectators threw rice and rose petals into the air in celebration. The family waved and basked in the happy occasion. Gabriella and Troy were towards the end of the group. While Gabriella was in her bridesmaid dress, Troy was in his uniform. The medals he had already won displayed proudly on his shirt. Gabriella's arm was tucked into his arm protectively. Anyone looking at the couple knew it was only a matter of time before they got married.

Thirty minutes later, the wedding party and the guests were in the grand ballroom where the reception was being held. The family sat at the head table. Alberto and Maria sat in the center with Elizabeth and Matthew on their right side and Troy and Gabriella at their left side. Troy and Gabriella sat close to one another. It was as if they were the only ones on earth.

After their meal, Matthew and Elizabeth opened the ball portion of the reception. Josephine and Isabelle danced with many potential suitors. Gabriella dance card was filled by only Troy. Alberto and Maria as one daughter danced with her potential fiancé and the other two danced with could be suitors, getting to know them. Alex danced with both his grandmothers and several aunts and female cousins. Guests enjoyed watching the family bask in the happiness of the day's celebrations.

"Which one of our daughters will be married next?" Maria asked her husband. "I'm thinking Isabelle."

"I think you're wrong." Alberto teased.

"And who do you think is going to marry next, Alberto?"

"Gabriella and Troy."

"What?"

"Troy and Gabriella will be the next ones to marry."

Meanwhile, Gabriella twirled in Troy's arms. The two never left each other's side throughout the entire reception. Whenever one needed a break, the other one would join them back at their table for a rest. Every so often, they would sneak kisses to one another when they weren't being watched over by Natasha.

"You look beautiful." Troy said.

"And you look very handsome." Gabriella said smiling at him happily. "I think you must be the most handsome soldier in the army."

"Coming from the most beautiful princess I have ever met."

"Name one other princess, beside my sisters."

"I can't, but I know that you are the only princess for me."

"And you're the only soldier for me." Gabriella whispered as Troy kissed her hand gently.

"I love you." Troy said as he pressed his forehead to Gabriella's gently.

"I love you, too."

Several hours later, the newlyweds were preparing to leave for their honeymoon. Their guests all gathered in the front courtyard where the carriage was waiting for them. Gabriella, Josephine, and Isabelle had gone to help Elizabeth change into her traveling gown.

"I'm so happy for you." Gabriella said to her big sister. "Matthew is such a wonderful man."

"Even more wonderful than your Troy?" Elizabeth asked.

"I wouldn't go that far." Gabriella added making them laugh. "But he is perfect for you."

"Thank you, I'm very happy."

"And anyone who lays eyes on you can tell." Isabelle added.

"Are you ready?" Josephine asked.

"Yes, I am." Elizabeth agreed.

"I can't believe you're married." Isabelle said. "Nothing is ever going to be the same."

"Once I get back, you'll see me every day."

"But you'll have a husband to be with." Josephine said sadly.

"I promise, every afternoon tea, it's just us. No husbands or beaus, Gabriella."

"Alright, I promise. No beaus, no matter how wonderful they are." Gabriella agreed.

"Then it's settled." Elizabeth stated. "Well, it's time for me to take my leave."

Outside, Troy felt an arm loop through his. He knew instantly that it was not Gabriella. His suspicions were confirmed when he found Martha next to him.

"It was a beautiful ceremony, was it not?" Martha asked.

"Yes, it was." Troy answered.

"Makes you think about getting married."

"Yes it does, I've already have my sights set on my future bride."

"Really? Anyone I know?"

"Yes, you know her very well. She's beautiful, extremely beautiful, the love of my life and I have been courting her for the past few months."

"What?" Martha asked, her hopes dashing.

For almost since the moment they met, Martha had been in love with Troy Bolton. She had always hoped and thought he felt the same way about her. Anger boiled up inside at the thought of someone else beside her with Troy for life.

"Who is the young lady?" Martha asked.

"Gabriella." Troy answered as Gabriella herself appeared with her sisters on top of the stairs.

Cheers rang out as the newlyweds appeared together as they prepared to take their leave. Elizabeth bid goodbye to her parents and sisters. Matthew bowed to his new in laws before being hugged as well. Alberto and Maria had grown close to their son-in-law. Matthew and Elizabeth took one another's hands and began to make their way to the carriage. Rice showered over the couple by their guests. Elizabeth turned around and tossed her bouquet of flowers. She turned around just in time to see who was the luck lady to catch the flowers. Her smile widened when she saw Gabriella with the flowers in her arms.

That evening, Troy and Gabriella were bidding one another goodnight. Alberto, Maria, Jack and Lucille were enjoying a quiet late meal together. Most of the wedding guests were retiring to bed. But one wedding guest was crying her room. Martha sat in her room crying over Troy loving someone else. She then decided that Gabriella Montez could not and would not have the one thing Martha wanted. She would pay, Martha would see to that.