Chapter 3: Church Bells

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You've spent a week in London with George. You French accent still heavy making it hard for some of the maids to understand you yet, but George would always help you. He'd been so kind to you this whole time. You had really fallen for him and could deny it no longer.

He was perfect. The man of your dreams. Everything you could ever want. His hair, his eyes, his body... Annnyyywayy. You were in love. And so was he.

------skip to one month later-------

You woke up to the sound of bells like every morning since you got here, and stretched. Then you realized what day it was.

Your wedding day!!!!!!!!!!! (Squeal squeal jump jump)

You jumped out of bed at the realization and rushed to see the time. 5:30 a.m. Good you got up right in time. You rushed to the other room out of excitement. Then you saw it. The beautiful white gown that was your mother's. (Picture above).

You tried it on and it fit perfectly. This was going to be the best day of your life.

------time skip-----

You were pampered the whole. Maids fixing your hair and doing you makeup. Relaxing with a spa treatment.

It was finally time. George hadn't seen your dress yet, which took a lot of work to keep him from seeking a peek. You were lined up outside the doors to the chapel waiting for your que. It felt like forever before the song finally started playing, the door opened.

You started down the isle with your new Butler since your father was still in Paris. You looked all around you. It was like a dream. Silver bells, white draping, and lavender hydrangeas decorated the room. And at the end of the red isle stood your betrothed and the man you have come to fall in love with.

The ceremony went smoothly. Though you did notice a few sad Noble women in the church that seemed as if they wanted to object and take your place. (But like bitch, don't mess with the king's girl.) You happily stared into George's blue eyes the whole time as he stared back into your eyes, happy as well.

After your vows, and exchanging if ring you finally heard the words you had waited to hear all day. The priest turned to George and said, " you may now kiss the bride." The both of you gained a large grin before he smashed his lips to yours. You immediately responded. Moving you mouth against his. Sadly he pulled away what felt like too soon but you were out of breath.

You two exited the church racing to the carriage waiting for you outside. And you rode off with the love of your life to the sound of church bells.

-----------------------End of Ch. 3----------------

(A/n): sorry I didn't update for a while. I've had a lot to do resently and I had to remember the story line I had planned for this book before I could continue writing it. But I did it. Please vote, comment, and share. Tell me what you think about what has happened so far and if you would like suggestions for what you think should or is going to happen next.

Byyyye.

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