(King Harry's P.O.V.)
I couldn't believe my eyes, my brother who died, got a second chance at living his life again, it's a miracle! I was so happy but when Marcel turned down the celebration, I asked him what he wanted. He told me he wanted his girl back, so we took the journey to Zayn's kingdom and fought our way into the castle as we kept the guards busy, marcel snuck to the basement. "My French dove are you down here?" He asked he walked to each of the cage doors. "Mr. Marcel! Oh how I am so happy to see you! I knew you would come for me! But you're alive how is that possible? Oh never mind. Please get me out of here!" She cried as she looked through the bars. "Right away my beautiful dove." He said he searched for the keys and found them. He unlocked the door, and she fell into his arms. He kissed her lips happily. "What a lovely reunion, Harry is a cheater! What delicious news!" Luke cried as marcel turned around and Luke gasped in horror. "You're suppose to be dead! I killed you! How in the hell are you still alive?!" Luke cried angrily. "You can't kill true love." Marcel said as he took out his sword and held it out in challenge. Luke took his out and they began to fight. "It's going to be an honor to kill you again, and hopefully you'll stay dead this time!" He growled as marcel dodged the blade from striking his chest. "My brother is going to enjoy keeping you prisoner. He's got a lot of things in store for the crime and mess you've created!" Marcel sang. Luke just growled and swung harder. "Leave.. Mr.. Marcel... Alone!!!" Skylar said as she swung a pan and it knocked him unconscious. "Nice shot my dove!" Marcel cried happily as he kissed her cheek. "Now let's get this traitor in chains and out of this creepy kingdom. Forever." Marcel said as he ran up the stairs as she followed him and they got on a horse and rode off back to my kingdom. They had arrived at the kingdom and retreated to the castle. "I'm forever in your debt Master Marcel." Skylar cried happily. "Shhh.. just rest my love." Marcel said as he slid her bracelet back on her wrist. "Where did you learn to swing like that?!" I asked curiously. "I uh... It was sure dumb luck I guess." She said as she blushed and relaxed on my bed. "My French dove. You've come into my life and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.." I said as I got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. "Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" I asked nervously. She sat up and gasped happily. "Oh Mr. Marcel! I accept! I am yours forever!" She cried happily as I slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her close into my arms.
End Of Book 1
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FanficWhen Makayla turned 18 she was sent on a train with a bunch of other girls to what is know as the "queening" to those who don't get picked will end up being auctioned off to other kings from other kingdoms.
