Forever After

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I was sitting on my bed reading a book later that night after pulling weeds all day. It's been a few hours since Briella, Jemma, and I saw the entire royal family and I have been anxiously praying that they would just let the entire prince smiling thing go.

All of a sudden, I hear a knock on the door and Briella walks in with a mischievous smile on her face. She walks over to the end of my bed and sits at my feet crossing her legs while her chin sits in her hands. 

After about a minute of just staring at me, Briella says, "Sooooooo, anything you would like to talk about?"

"No, not really," I respond not looking up from my book.

The book is quickly ripped out of my hands and thrown behind Briella.

"Hey!" I retort.

"I said... is there anything you would like to talk about?" She responds back with raised eyebrows.

"How about your problem with stealing books?" I say.

"Oh don't play dumb and try to change the subject, I want to know about the prince," Briella  says with a smile.

"Fine. A few weeks after I arrived at the palace, I was watering plants really late at night and I didn't see the prince walking by so it startled me and I spilled water everywhere. He helped me clean it up in we talked a little bit. But that was the only time we ever talked so I don't understand why you are making such a big deal out of this!" I respond breathlessly.

Briella simply sat during the entire time I talked with her mouth open. 

She then replies, "But it's the prince! You talked to Prince James!  Oh was he just wonderful?"

"He was like what you would expect a prince to be like I guess," I respond.

"How are you so calm about it? More importantly, how have you not fallen in love yet?" Briella says dreamily.

"One conversation Briella. One. That's it. Yes it was pretty crazy to talk to the future ruler but the chances of it happening again so slim. It was like a month ago," I explained

"Why did he smile at you today? He must like you because I'm sure the prince doesn't just smile at anyone," she cheered with a smile.

"He's the prince, he smiles at everyone!"

"Okay but there was three of us standing there and from what I recall, he only looked at you... not Jemma or I," Briella retorts smugly.

"Coincidence?" I ask more to myself.

Briella then responds, "Can I be a bridesmaid when you get married? Or the godmother of your children? AAHhhh that would so amaz-"

"Briella stop being so dramatic, I'm not going to marry the prince!" I say desperately.

"But if you do," she says while I give her a look. "I said if! As I was saying, if you get married to him... could I be a bridesmaid?"

She gives me a look of hope and a nervous smile which causes me to brake out into a smile. Her fantasies are extreme but that's one of the reasons I love her. She is my best friend after all.

"Of course you can be my bridesmaid Briella, whenever I actually find love and have a wedding," I tell her.

"Well the wedding will obviously happen after the prince proposes, duh!" Briella says with a smile.

"I'm not marrying the prince!" I urge.

"Whatever you say, might as well call you princess," Briella jokingly says as she backs out of the room and closes the door.