The oak doors swung open with a large bang. A tall, hooded figure stepped in. The person held a terrifingly beautiful dagger in their hands. "Princess Mary! How, coincidental to see you here?" hissed the hooded figure. I gasped. "Samuel?!" "That's right dearest. And Prince Nathaniel! Such a pleasure, cousin. If I'm not mistaken, this wedding is illegal because the bride is mine," Samuel snarled at Nathaniel. He lept at his cousin, pinning him down. Samuel held the dagger to my beloved's throat. "The only way he lives is if the lovely princess agrees to marry me without a fight." Nathaniel shook his head. "You know u stole the blessing from me, you disgrace. Mary shalt never call u her king." I looked sadly at Nathaniel mouthing, "I love you." Then i spoke, "I shall never marry you!" Eyes crazed, Samuel slit Nathaniel's throat. Blood pooled