"Who is this lovely lady by your side, King Erin?" King Makilson asked Erin. Erin looked down at Penelope. She also looked at Erin, meeting his eyes. Erin was able to tell that she was nervous. He tightened his grip on her hand in a gesture of comfort. Penelope saw Anna noticing her only at that moment. She drew her eyebrows down at her. Maybe, questioning who she was. Penelope looked back at Erin. Expecting him to say something. He was looking down at her with pure love. She knew he was faking it at that moment. It looked real, real for her to believe that he really loved her.
"My future wife, the future Princess of Bridgetta and soon to be the Queen Penelope of Bridgetta." Erin said, looking with love at her. "So, she is the lady you were talking about? The love of your life? It is a
