Her name was Hannah. Although she was born into royal blood, being the daughter of the general of the military and her mom being a duke, she wasn’t used to ornate and extravagant things like this wedding. It was all foreign to her. She got all dressed up, putting her long hair in a tight braid. Her dress was of the finest white silk but it wasn’t your typical wedding dress. Hannah didn’t want a large flowing dress, her dress clung to her body, showing her curves whether she wanted it to or not, but Hannah had a good reason for wanting to show off. She stood at only 5’2, her hair  was a light brown and went down to mid back, she had luscious green eyes that sparkles under the right light, her skin was a tanned olive color. She had a totally flat stomach which really complemented her 32D bra size and her large perky ass. The dress went to about mid thigh and gripped her thighs tightly, the top was formed into a v-neck and showed a nice amount of cleavage. Before the wedding I decided to talk to my close childhood friend Vizier Marius Llywellyn, Who was Now the court wizard, “Marius I’m so excited, this is so exciting” She told him with a large smile on her face, she gave him a nice tight hug, she felt his hand slide to her ass before she eventually pulled away. She walked down the aisle with the veil over her face and stood at the alter, she couldn’t help but smile at her soon to be husband as the priest recited the ceremonious words. It seemed to be gone in a flash and all of a sudden she heard “You May now kiss the bride” She blushed slightly but removed the veil and started to lean forwards.