I stood in front of the mirror, making sure I looked okay, with my heart racing with excitement. Today was our honeymoon, and Greyson had promised me a surprise. I could hardly contain my joy.
After deeming myself appropriate, we left our wing, with guards walking a head of us with our bags.
The castle walls buzzed with anticipation as servants rushed around, preparing for our departure. I adjusted my gown, a flowing blend of soft lavender and silver.
Once we reached a carriage, Greyson helped me inside, before turning to Andrew, and giving him some instructions, before joining me.
''Are you ready, my Queen?'' Greyson asked as he leaned against the door frame, a playful grin on his face. His dark hair fell just above his eyes, and I could see mischief dancing within them.
''I am!'' I
