Dear, Diana

Chapter 15

Charles'

At St. Paul's Cathedral.

I woke up 3 am today. Today is my wedding day with Diana.

Camilla called me yesterday. She seems so fine and not insane. I invited her to my wedding not to brag my marriage with Diana but to help her accept that I will be a married man starting today.

She agreed. I haven't heard from Diana since yesterday. She must be very busy and my brother Andrew requested to cut the lines inside the Palace until this day after Camilla gave me a call.

I wore my black military suit. My brother accompanied me towards the march to the altar.

My family sat at the front facing Diana's family and Diana's biological mother. Diana requested that Raine–her step mother should not have a part with our wedding. Of course, we asked for permission from her dad.

All the hymns that will play are personally picked by me and Diana.

Walking down the aisle. I saw Camilla. She's looking at me. I didn't care.

All I know is I will marry Diana now and she will have no business with my life anymore. Her husband Andrew together with his men guarded Diana's travel going here in St. Paul's.

Right now, I am patiently waiting for my bride when suddenly Andrew approached me.

"Hey old man, your princess is now outside."

I straighten my body. My hands are shaking.

This is the first step of my reality and Diana is my happy ending.

The music played and the march started.

Diana's

"Daddy, I am afraid." I whispered.

"I will not let you fall, Darling." he said.

As I went out, I was surprised with the people around me. All are cheering, screaming our name. As Charles said, our wedding will be watch by millions of people around the world. Our wedding was also all over the news and newspapers, stating that this is the wedding of the century, the royal wedding to be exact.

I will enter the church as Lady Diana Spencer and I will go out as Princess Diana of Wales.

My heart was beating so fast. I know that my groom is now waiting inside.

I waved my hand for the last time before we went upstairs.

I breathe deeply. This is it.

The choir started singing so I began my long walk towards my Prince.

Our lovestory is a fairytale and he is my happily ever after.

I looked around while I was walking. All eyes are on me. They are all smiling as if they are telling me that I am very blessed.

I shed tears when I saw my groom, I saw him wipe his tears. I love Charles so much. He is my life now. He will be the father of my children.

As I looked around, I saw Camilla. Blankly staring at me.

Why is she around? I asked my self. Who invited her.

I didn't care, I continue my walk. As I approach the altar, I saw my friends, flatmates and Fergie smiling at me. I smiled back.

Few more inches, I saw Charles family. The Queen together with her husband.

I smiled at them.

"You look beautiful." Charles said as I reached him.

I wiped his tears. "Hey, don't cry." I whispered.

"I can't help it. This is it, Diana." He said sweetly.

I smiled at him. What if I said no to him when he proposed? Will I be this happy?

Many people judged me because of our age gap. They thought that I only wanted to marry Charles because of luxury and privileges. Little did they know is I love him deeply. I fell for him even before we met.

Charles pressed my hand and I looked at him, he then removed his hands with me.

The ceremony started.

My father held my hand when the officiating priest started. Few more ceremonial and traditional messages, we began.

"Who give up this woman to be married to this man?" He asked.

Dad held my hand and gave it Charles.

"Please repeat after me."

"I, Charles Philip Arthur George, take you Diana Frances to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live." He then put our wedding ring.

Charles uttered his vow not breaking our eye contact.

We switch the postion of our hands. I'm very nervous

"Please repeat after me."

"I, Diana Frances, take you Philip Charles Arthur George to be lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live." I put the ring on his finger.

The ceremony continues. We also exited the church to sign the legalities of our marriage.

Finally, the last part of the wedding. We walked down the aisle. I was assisted by my husband while walking. We are finally exiting the St. Paul's cathedral after the priest gave the final blessing of our marriage.

"Charles, there's so much people in here."

"Yes. They are part of our lives Diana. They will be here for us throughout this marriage."

We stopped at the exit and entrance door of the Cathedral.

A man from military gave Charles' gloves and cap. I didn't bother to remove my hands as he put it on.

As we approached the stairs. We stopped and wave our hands to the people who loves us. Who had sleepless nights on the street waiting for this day, who travelled for hours just to witness our wedding.

Charles looked at me and kissed the back of my hand.

"I love you, Diana. My wife." he said sincerely.

I blushed when he called me his 'wife'. It's really true, he is now my husband.

"I love you too, Charles. My husband." I said and smiled at him.

"We're together with this, yes?" he asked

I nodded "Together."