The Prince’s Bride Part 2 (The Prince's Bride, #2)

by J.J. McAvoy

“When was the last time you had your period?”

Omg loo

“With pleasure. It reeks of death in here anyway,” I snapped before exiting, slamming the door behind me.

Whew

“Kings named their swords. Queens named their crowns,” she replied, amused. “This one’s name is Bevilën.”

Omg it was meant to be

“Just don’t let go.”

“Pea-p-peanuts,” I gasped out before everything went dark. The last thing I heard was his voice. “Odette!”

Oh Lord

so when I had read that she had a severe peanut allergy, I carried two with me at all times.

I love wolfgang! He saved her life i bet

“She lost the child.”

Goodness

“One hundred percent pure peanut abstract was added to her soup—only hers.”

Ambrose

He was no longer playing the role of the future king. He was being the king.

“Iskandar?” Gelula looked at me, confused as they brought her inside.

It better not be!

“Mr. Ambrose.”

I KNEW IT

“Wasn’t it just his normal day off?” I asked softly, the conviction I had fading.

Wait

“See you at your wedding, sweetheart. I mean, Your Future Majesty.” She curtsied, then twirled and walked up the stairs of the jet.

Awwww

“As if you have any other best friend but me.”

Lolll

I made sure my curls were extra big in the back for her.

Slowly, I did, and all of them bowed low—even my mother. When I turned, everyone in the abbey did as well. Just like that—I was now king.

Turning to my mother, she bowed low, allowing them to take the gold and white cloak from her and move it to Odette, placing it on her shoulders.

“And with this crown, I, King Galahad, of free and sound mind, under God and before all of creation, declare you my queen. Arise, and come forward, Queen Odette of Ersovia.”

Ahhhh