She felt like a princess as she floated in his arms. She imagined all the fairytale stories she had seen and read as a child, seeing herself in a big ballgown, with her hair tied in a neat bun or a braid with a tiara on top of her head.
She still could not believe that one of her childhood dreams was about to come true. Once she married Liam, she would become an official Princess, with the title and an official part of the Royal Family, even if it was just by marriage affiliation.
"I still could not picture you as a good dancer." She was not a good one, but he had managed to make her look good as they glided across the dance floor. "Is there anything else you can't do?" She could not help but ask.
