Prince AJ
Harlow and I leave our chambers hand-in-hand. We’re heading to breakfast with the family because my mother made sure I knew she would drag me down by my ear if I didn’t turn up.
Harlow looks beautiful in black dress pants and a pastel blue shirt. Her hair is French braided, and she’s wearing light makeup. Her perfume is a delight to my senses, and I wonder how I got this lucky.
After everything Harlow learned yesterday, she’s still smiling. She’s so strong, and I am so proud to call her mine.
Harlow watched me getting ready early this morning, commenting on how good I looked in black. I shook my head because I was only wearing black trousers and a black button-down shirt. But if it pleases my mate, I’ll dress this way more often.
Harlow then kissed me softly while telling me
