laughing and running along the bank. All dressed up in our wedding clothes, we played like we did before we were married. We had gotten away from our parents and the guards to have a little fun after the long ceremony. He turned to talk to me when something popped out of the water and lunged at him. I pulled him back by the arm and got him to run to the palace. That day, I saved him. Her voice snapped me from my thought of my wedding day, “I think he is a bore! I simply cannot marry him!” huffed