It’s a question. Will she wear this and walk into a room full of world leaders dressed as our future princess? Or will she turn it down and do everything she can to maintain her freedom? I don’t know. I’m not even sure what I want her to do. On one hand, of course, I want her to be ours. On the other… I need her to be herself. My earth-bound angel. Our mate. She has to do whatever feels right to her. And I have to love her, no matter what.
