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After rambling on for about 10 minutes, and there has been 5 songs sung, the priest turns to Prince Nicholas.

"Prince Nicholas William Harvey Turner will thou have this woman to be thy wedded wife? To live together according to God's law in the holiest state of matrimony. Will thou love her, comfort her, honour her and keep her in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?" The priest has a very British and proper accent and I nearly giggle at how ridiculous he sounds.

"I will." Prince Nicholas vows beside me and I take a deep breath in to prepare myself. 

"Antoinette Belle De La Croix will thou have this man to be thy wedded husband? To live together according to God's law in the holiest state of matrimony. Will thou love him, comfort him, honour him and keep him in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?" I look over to Juliet and she nods back at me, smiling softly. With tears in my eyes I nod.

"I will." The priest nods and looks to my father.

"Will you give me this woman to be married to this man?" My father takes my hand who places it in the priests who then places it into Prince Nicholas's. Prince Nicholas looks into my eyes and it all suddenly feels a lot more real than it did five minutes ago.

"Repeat after me. I Nicholas William Harvey Turner." The priest turns to Nicholas.

"I Nicholas William Harvey Turner." 

"Take the Antoinette Belle De La Croix." 

"Take the Antoinette Belle De La Croix." Despite practicing my name, he still messes up on the pronunciation. We both slightly giggle. 

"To be my wedded wife." The priest waits for us to get serious again.

"To be my wedded wife." Nicholas smiles at me.

"To have and to hold from this day forward. For better for worse. For richer for poorer. In sickness and in health. To love and to cherish. Till death us do part." Once Nicholas has repeated it, the Priest turns back to me.

"I Antoinette Belle De La Croix."

"I Antoinette Belle De La Croix." I repeat the words he is saying, anxious for the next parts.

"Take the Nicholas William Harvey Turner."

"Take the Nicholas William Harvey Turner." I have tears in my eyes as I know there is no going back from here.

"To be my wedded husband."

"To be my wedded...husband." My voice hitches and I try to cover up the emotion in it.

"To have and to hold from this day forward. For better for worse. For richer for poorer. In sickness and in health. To love and to cherish. Till death us do part." The Priest waits for me to repeat it.

"To have and to hold from this day forward. For better for worse. For richer for poorer. In sickness and in health. To love and to cherish. Till death us do part." A single tear slips down my cheek as I know this is my fate. I can't stop this now. 

We seperate our hands and face the priest again. The Priest blesses the rings and Nicholas places it on my finger.

"With this ring I be wed. With my body I be honoured. And all my worldly goods I thee share. In the name of the father and of the son and of the holy ghost amen." The ring fits on my finger perfectly and he lets go of my hand so I can grab his ring.

We repeat it and then we kneel on the alters, ready to pray. The Priest finishes his prayer and then we grab hands and he wraps a piece of fabric around our hands. He continues to pray and then unwraps them and gets us to stand up. After about another half an hour of them speaking, the wedding finally comes to an end.

"I hereby pronounce thee man and wife. You may kiss the bride." That on sentence shakes me to my core, nearly making me scream out in agony, yet I hold it back and share my first kiss with Nicholas, who is now my husband.

Husband. 

I can't believe I let this happen.

The sounds of cheers erupting and the choir singing shakes me out of my thoughts. Nicholas breaks the kiss and looks at me longingly.

"This is the start of our life together." I smile at him and he leads me out the church. I look over and see Giovanni. What confuses me is that he is the only one in the crowd not clapping. I don't know why but he has a remorseful look on his face.

I brush it off and walk back out of the church, tears flowing down my cheeks as I realise this is the start to the end of my life.

//

sorry for the long chapter but that was the wedding ig

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