Sebastian’s POV
“Father, I am begging you don’t make me go through with this,” I’m standing on the veranda discussing the arranged marriage begging my father to call it off. Suddenly, I hear gasps from all around. I quickly turn on my heels to see what has everyone so taken aback. That’s when I laid eyes on her and felt my breath catch in my throat. She looks absolutely exquisite. Standing there underneath a grand chandelier is my future Queen.
I shake my head confused, “wait a minute, did I just call her MY Queen?” I question myself.
That’s the first time I’ve ever thought of Avilee as mine and suddenly it’s like I am seeing her for the first time. She’s both delicate and delicious standing there in a deep purple gown. Strings of pearls glide across her hips and her golden skin peek
