An Empire's Demise

Dearest Prince Loukas, I have received your invitation in my hand for marriage. My apologies it took 365 days for my reply to your sincerest proposal. To make it up to you, I invite Your Highness to the coronation of my brother as the future Crown Prince of our beloved Valli Kingdom. I hope this will be an opportunity for us to finally meet. Your presence will be most welcome as the reigning monarch of the Empire. Sincerely Yours, Princess Vitellia Valli.                                                                                    - "You will not defy the orders of the King, Vitellia!" The Queen shrieked at the top of her lungs. Her voice echoing the hallowed walls of the castle. "I have decided to accept the proposal, My Queen. You are in no position to have a say about my engagement, stepmother." After 365 days, Princess Vitellia has decided to accept The Emperor's son's proposal.                                                                                     - "You're soaking wet." He let out a sigh. Standing from the magnolia tree are two royals. "You don't have to do this Prince Loukas." She grabbed the cream cloth from his hands. There she had the courage to look up to his face. Bright moonlight shone in the skies. But his frame covered the striking light from flashing at her eyes. "Vitellia, darling. I am your husband."                                                                                     -                                       "All is fair in love and war."                                                                                    by William Shakespeare