As soon as I decided that my life was over the plane's descent smoothed and we landed softly on the ground. I breathed out a sigh of relief and squeezed my mothers hand lightly before disentangling myself from her vice like grip. The plane stopped, I grabbed my purse, and walked down the steps and into the open arms of my future husband.
"I saw that landing, I'm glad you are safe." He hugged me and then drew back as my mother stepped off the jet.
"Ah, Prince Richard. It's so good to see you again. How is your mother doing?"
"She is doing well, Lady Greenway, and how are you this fine English morning?"
"Just saying goodbye to my daughter here. I have to head back to Ireland to take care of some family matters, but I will be back before the wedding. Goodbye." She gave me a hug and a kiss and then she was gone, just like that. I was in a land that I hadn't set foot on in over five years, with a man I barely knew, and no mother to guide me.
I turned to my fiancé and smiled. He held out his arm and we walked towards the waiting taxi.
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My King, My Country, My Crown
RomantikKing Richard has been my fiancé since we were little and now that his father has passed I must sail across the English Channel to claim my right to his hand as my mother forced me to do. but I have a secret that only Richard, my mother, and his fath...
