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“Let’s get married,” she said, and the words hung in the air like a fragile dream, leaving me momentarily stunned. For about ten seconds, I stood there, processing the incredible reality of what I had just heard. The princess was proposing to me? Was that really the case? My mind raced, images flashing through my thoughts, while my heart pounded like a drum in my chest, creating a wild rhythm of emotions I was struggling to tame. Where did this come from, princess? I thought to myself, my mind spiraling as I recalled the promise we made to each other—a promise of unwavering friendship, of eternal support, and perhaps, the possibility of a future together someday. Yet, marriage? It felt too soon, too audacious. I took a deep breath, desperately trying to calm the storm inside me, and colle