Selected of Illèa-A Selection Fanfiction

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2 months later...

Laree put the veil in under my bun. I wore no jewelry and little makeup. I had white pumps on under my dress. The dress itself was short sleeved and the top had lace that bled down into my skirt.

Kaitlyn held my bouquet in front of me. She wore a light pink dress with a strap going up one shoulder like my other bridesmaids. Her eyes were teary. "My big sister. All grown up. Marrying the prince of Illea."

We let out small laughs. Behind me, Ashlie, Grace, Emily, and Isabella are straightening up. I know it's still hard on Emily, but I'm glad she can be here for me as I friend.

I smooth out my dress one last time. I'm ready. I open the door for dad. I give him a hug. He smiles to me, "How's my beautiful daughter?" "I've never been better, dad," I tell him. "Let's hope it's not grandad too soon. I'm not ready for that," he jokes. I give him a playful slap on the shoulder.

Then, the music starts. Kaitlyn gives me a kiss on the cheek and walks out first. She is soon followed by Ashlie, who gives me a hug and wink. Grace goes next and gives me a tight squeeze and whispers, "I knew it would be you." Emily is last. She gives me a big hug and says, "You will make a great queen soon."

It's my turn now. The music changes a bit. I grab my bouquet and my hand rests on the inside of my father's arm. We begin our walk down the aisle.

We are at the end. I hand my bouquet to Kaitlyn and kiss my dad on the cheek. He places my hand in Lucas's. I look into Lucas's ocean blue eyes and know, no matter what, he will always love me.

We exchange vows and rings. And then Lucas leans in to kiss me. It is a magical moment I will never forget. I am now a princess

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After pictures and a lunch, we head to the ballroom for the reception.

The guests stand in a line to greet us. The Italian royal family is here. Lucas's aunt May is here. Many people I can't remember are here. My grandma is even here.

After two hours, we have met everyone and the dancing begins. We do a couples dance and a father daughter dance and them the dance floor is open.

We slowly go to the back, talking to a few people on the way out. We run all of the way upstairs to the roof. It's beautiful out here. We can see all the way to the horizon of the ocean. We can here the crowd below, waiting for us to go of those doors for our honeymoon.

I kick off my pumps and we dance to the music of our hearts. Finally, we pick up my shoes and go back down to the reception. We sneak in the back just in time to cut the cake. I leave my shoes at the door. You can't see my feet anyway.

Lucas smirks mischievously as we cut the cake. He takes the first piece of cake and shoves it in my face, careful not to get it on my dress. I take a chunk of cake in my hand smear it all over his face. He takes a finger and get some of the icing of his face and licks it. Then a very helpful maid hands us napkins to wipe to our faces clean with.

I find my shoes and put them on before we head out. People have made two lines going out of palace doors and we go in between. People throw petals on us as we had to the limo. I wave goodbye to everyone as they cheer and clap.

I go in the limo with Lucas and put my tired head on my now husband's shoulder. This was perfect.

A/N: Hey, so this is the last chapter but I will have an epilogue up soon! Thanks for sticking through this!
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