"Has William told him everything?" asked Annabelle in Albert's arms, Albert's hands tightly wrapped around her body. Albert had managed to make his bonfire dance beautifully in front of them. The fire warmed and dried their wet clothes.
"Yes, William has told me everything. I didn't think that I would marry a princess. Should I bow respectfully to you, Princess," Albert teased.
Annabelle hid her face into her husband's chest, and her arms wrapped tighter around Albert's waist. "I don't need respect, nor do I want the title of princess. I wanted to be Lady Louis, riding into the woods with my husband. Spending time with him and doing something rude," Annabelle replied.
Albert laughed at his wife's words, and his chest trembled to make Annabelle's cheeks also tremble.
"Is it true that you are going to do something impolite with me? Haven't you always refused?" quipped Albert.
