*Lady Veronica's POV*

Crissa scrubbed my legs ferociously,causing my skin to sting and turn pink. "

Ooch Crissa! I reckon I'd like to have skin when your done!" I sighed, pulling my leg back into the foamy bath water.

"Nay! Give it back! M'lady said that she wants you 'so clean the dirt would fear you!'" I rolled my eyes.

Typical. Mother had been running around like a chick with her head cut off trying to make everything perfect.

Earlier this morn, after I had regained consciousness I was immediately taken to the private bathhouse and stripped of my undergarments. Crissa had been washing me like the devil himself was after her.

She poured lavender oil over my head and wrapped me in silk robes, before rushing me to my bedchambers.

"Ai Veronica what took so long?!" Mother cried, as Crissa began to rub scented lotion on my body, pulling my undergarments over my head.

"Nay!! Pull her corset tighter!! Step aside, let me!" Mother grabbed my ties and gave a great tug, causing my to double over.

"Mother! Do you wish me not to breathe?!" I gasped, trying my best to stand up. But she had already moved on, supervising while a few women pulled my gowns over my head.

"Crissa! Run and tell Rowland to draw the carriage! Veronica stop fidgeting so!! Marigold, fetch my jewels!" Mom was shouting orders like a war commander.

3 more dress layers and 200 commands later, my mother was finally pleased with my appearance.

"Oh bloody hell!! We have to get to the palace!" She stuffed me into the carriage and smashed in next to me. It was quite hard to breathe.

The ride seemed shorter than usual. We had only been in the carriage for a few moments when the foot man was grabbing my arm and pulling me out.

"Out you go m'lady."

And then I was being tugged from all directions as castle attendants struggled to hoist me and my dress up the stairs.

"I'll meet you inside Veronica!" My mother shouted, rushing away.

I was panting by the time we got to the corridors, and a few maidens dabbed the sweat off my brow and fanned my face.

"And now! His royal highness! Prince Jefferson IV, son of the late King Jefferson III and our lovely Queen Antonia!!"

And the doors swung open, and there he was. ****************************************************************

*Prince Jefferson POV*

My leg was jumping like a bug as it did whenever I was nervous. The doors parted and there she stood.

The Lady Veronica Jewel.

A woman who I recognized to be Lady Antoinette Rose whispered something in her ear, causing the Lady Veronica to blush. But soon she had regained her composure and continued making her way towards me.

"Salutations, Lady Veronica." I said, kissing both of her hands and bringing them to my cheeks, as customary for man to do to his wife. A few 'aww's' went around the court and Lady Veronica blushed again.

"Slow your roll Prince Charming!" She laughed.

I felt my cheeks grow hot.

"May the subjects of my father's land all pause to hear this today! I have searched for a bride and I have found one. The Lady Veronica Jewel, daughter of the late Sir Edward, and Lady Jane Monte. If the lady Veronica should find me suitable, we will court while we await our wedding date in a years time." I looked over to the woman standing next to me.

I could visibly see her swallow as she looked towards me.

"I accept the Prince's wishes."

With that, there was much screaming and shouting. My mother wiped a few tears from her eyes.

"And now I present, Prince Jefferson IV and Udania's future Princess...Lady Veronica Jewel!!"

The page announced.

I smiled and grabbed the hand of the woman next to me.

My bride.

Notes

Last one....maybe. I might put up a few more unless this starts acting fishy.

I don't think I'll write a long note everytime. It will probably be something sweet and simple. How about I start now?

You guys are all bery beautiful people. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

Sincerely,
Denim