The morning brightness creeps into my sleep and I impatiently turn away from the window, snuggling back into the soft pillows when a hand gently touches my bare shoulder.
“Hey....are you up?” Prince Alexander asks softly and I reach out to hold his hand, pulling it under the covers with me and he laughs.
“I guess that’s a yes.” He chuckles.
“No. It’s a no... with a hint of come back to bed.” I moan and I feel him plant a kiss on my cheek.
“Well, that sounds tempting as ever, my love. But I’m afraid if we do that, no one would plan our wedding.” He says and at those words, I reluctantly open my eyes.
Our wedding.
We’d started plans for it since we entered a new month because now, the wedding is closer than ever...realer than ever. And though Prince Alexander and I are basical
