Chapter 12

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*Fitz*

I pack the last of my stuff into my trunk, excited to get back to life as I know it. Then I realize it won't be the same. I'll be at home and in the company of my family and friends, but it certainly won't be as it once was.

I'm getting married, for G-d's sake.

And this place I'm anxious to get out of this place is going to be home.

These walls are the new walls that will house me.

I can't believe how quickly it all happened.

I never thought I would marry at 18, and I certainly never thought I'd be marrying a Princess. I also never thought I would do something without really understanding what I am agreeing to and what being a part of the royal family means, in all its practicalities.

None of this is me.

And for once it feels like I'm an inactive participant in a life that's supposed to be mine.

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