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Anna's POV:

The sun shone brightly on our heads as the breeze caressed our hair out of our faces.  My hand rested freely in the man's beside me and I leaned my head on his shoulder.  We were seated in the front of millions of chairs.  The soft chatter from behind floated on the wind to where we sat.  Eric stood nervously near a white archway filled with red and white roses.  He twisted his hands and jumped from one foot to another one.  Queen Marie sat on an elegant chair with a frown on her face.  I knew that she didn't approve of the match Eric had found.  But how could she not?  They were both human and they both looked cute together.  The only thing she wouldn't approve was her lack of royalty.

I smiled up at the man beside me.  "I feel very happy for them, Jack.  They deserve this after what they've gone through."

"Yes.  Yes, they do," he grabbed my hand and kissed it.  "And we deserve it too."

I looked up into his eyes and felt warmth where blackness had taken over for so long.  I leaned my head into the crook of his neck and smiled.  "Yes.  Yes, we do."

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