Love Story - Anthony Bridgerton x Princess Reader

Tell Me That Im All You Want

The day had finally arrived. Yn stood in her chambers, gazing at her reflection in the mirror, her heart pounding with anticipation. The gown she wore was nothing short of a masterpiece - an exquisite, timeless creation that seemed to capture the very essence of her dreams. The dress was a vision in white, adorned with delicate, shimmering embroidery that caught the light, creating a cascade of sparkle with every gentle movement. The full skirt flowed around her, and the fitted bodice with long, elegant sleeves gave her an ethereal grace, as if she had stepped straight from a fairy tale.

As she looked at herself, Yn could hardly believe that this was real. This was the day she would marry Anthony, the man who had become her confidant, her friend, and her love. Every moment of planning, every whisper of anticipation, had led to this moment - and now it was here.

Her maids bustled around her, adjusting the final details, but Yn's mind was elsewhere, her thoughts drifting to the ceremony, to Anthony's face as he saw her for the first time in her gown, to the promises they would make to each other before family and friends.

Queen Charlotte entered the room quietly, a soft smile on her face as she took in the sight of Yn. "You look breathtaking, my dear," she murmured, her eyes filled with pride. "Exactly as a princess should on her wedding day."

Yn turned to her aunt, her expression both joyful and filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Aunt Charlotte. For everything. I wouldn't be here without you."

Queen Charlotte's smile softened, and she placed a hand on Yn's cheek, a rare show of affection. "Today, you marry a man worthy of you, someone who sees the strength and kindness that I have always known were yours." She took Yn's hands in hers, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Now, go and make your own happiness."

With a final nod, Yn allowed herself to be led to the grand doors that would open to the aisle, her heart swelling as the music began to play. She took a deep breath, and as the doors opened, the entire room turned to look at her.

The guests gasped softly, mesmerized by her elegance, but her eyes were fixed on only one person - Anthony, waiting for her at the end of the aisle, his gaze filled with awe, love, and the quiet promise of a future they would now face together.

As Yn stepped down the aisle, every eye was on her, but her focus remained on Anthony. The world around her seemed to blur, the grand hall and all its opulence fading into the background as her heart drew her toward him. Anthony stood at the altar, looking at her with an intensity that took her breath away. His gaze held a mixture of love, pride, and awe, as if he, too, could hardly believe this moment was real.

The murmurs of the crowd quieted as Yn approached, her steps graceful and steady. When she finally reached him, Anthony extended his hand, and she placed hers in his, feeling the warmth and strength in his touch. In that simple gesture, she felt grounded, reassured, and completely at peace.

The officiant began the ceremony, his voice resonating through the hall, but Yn found herself absorbed in Anthony's gaze, the world narrowing to just the two of them. She barely registered the words being spoken around her, caught instead in the depth of emotion in his eyes, in the unspoken promises they had already made to one another in stolen moments and quiet conversations.

As the officiant asked them to exchange vows, Anthony's fingers tightened around hers slightly, his expression softening as he spoke.

"Yn," he began, his voice steady but filled with feeling, "from the moment I met you, my life was changed. You've been my confidant, my strength, and my joy, and today, I vow to honor you, to stand by you, and to cherish you as my wife. I promise to be your partner in all things, to hold you in times of sorrow and to share in every moment of happiness. I am yours, now and forever."