Prolouge

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Prologue

The sun rose over the horizon, casting a golden glow on the historic Royal Palace of Madrid. The city buzzed with excitement, a palpable energy in the air as preparations for the royal wedding reached their crescendo. Everywhere, flowers were arranged, musicians tuned their instruments, and royal staff scurried about, ensuring that every detail was perfect for the momentous occasion.

Princess YN, known to her family as Alryana Lallaina, stood before the ornate mirror in her opulent dressing room. Today marked a significant milestone—not just in her life but in the history of both the British and Spanish royal families. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within her: joy, anxiety, and hope intertwined as she reflected on the journey that had brought her to this day.

Just months earlier, the idea of an arranged marriage had felt foreign and overwhelming. She had been apprehensive, grappling with the weight of duty and expectations. But as she grew closer to Princess Leonor of Spain, the initial shock transformed into something beautiful. Their late-night conversations, shared laughter, and unexpected moments of vulnerability had blossomed into a profound bond. What began as an obligation had evolved into a partnership, rooted in mutual respect and understanding.

As Yn slipped into her stunning gown, adorned with delicate lace and intricate embroidery, she felt a rush of confidence. The gown, a symbol of her royal heritage, was a reminder of the legacy she was stepping into. With every laced detail, she prepared to embrace her role not only as a princess but as a partner to Leonor.

In the quiet moments before the ceremony, Yn took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. Today, she would not just pledge her heart to Leonor; she would forge a union that could change the course of their destinies. This was a moment of transformation—a promise of love, partnership, and hope for the future.

As she walked towards the grand hall, where the ceremony awaited, Yn felt a sense of calm wash over her. The music swelled, and with each step, she focused on the radiant smile she hoped to see on Leonor’s face. Today was the day they would declare their commitment to one another, standing united before their families and the world.

The doors opened, revealing the breathtaking sight of friends, family, and dignitaries gathered in joyous anticipation. And there, at the altar, stood Leonor—exuding grace and beauty, her eyes bright with emotion. In that moment, Yn knew they were embarking on a remarkable journey together, hand in hand, ready to embrace whatever the future held.

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