Novel & Cerita Sofia The First A Royal Wedding

That was ridiculous. “Amaliah isn’t Rafael, Sofia. She’s nothing like him,” Caesar insisted, his voice firm. Sofia let out a harsh scoff. “She married him, didn’t she?” Sofia arched a delicate brow. “That doesn’t mean she’s like him,” he shot back, frustration creeping into his tone.

Sofia found out about Jeffrey and Jenny being in a relationship, she was so happy as she congratulated her, they ate and all got drunk. The day set for Sofia and Mary to walk down the aisle was finally here, the ladies were happy and excited to finally be called Mrs. They walked down the aisle with Rachel at their back, they said their vows, and all got emotional. They finally had their dream wedding and it was so beautiful. Spencer and Sofia gifted Mary and Dave a house and a brand-new car, they were so excited. Everyone who attended the wedding spoke highly of it. “I’m so happy to finally be your wife,” Sofia said, smiling.

Killian growled. Richard chuckled on the other end. "No impending doom today, My prince. Smooth sailing from now on. Your trust fund has been defrosted." “What? How?” He staired at me in disbelief. “What did you do?” "Some smooth talking," I deadpanned, shooting Killian a sideways glance. "That's a relief. I was already preparing for our grand debut as the newlyweds with matching cardboard signs that read, 'Will stunts for food.'" Killian snorted, the tension in the room dissipating with our shared laughter.

The King’s body vibrated with a loud cough again. The Queen hurriedly stood up and escorted King Moretti back to the throne. She elegantly walked forward to address the crowd. “Since my husband isn’t feeling too well, I will take over from here. Concerning the pardon, we promise that Fernanda would be married to a well-acquainted suitor in two months’ time.” Her words are decent and brilliant. You could tell though, of her Italian descent by the way she pronounced her words.

Sofia’s POV It was my wedding day. I looked in the mirror, my eyes trailing down the seam of my long white dress that was probably more expensive than half of the attires in my closet. The dress was gifted to me by my fiancé's father, whom I never met. In fact, I was just knowing his name today when my step father gave me the dress and revealed to me the family I was getting married to. The family of Blake Crow of the Crow Cartel, the most brutal mob in this part of the world.

“I mean I could be, but I don’t know yet.” “Well maybe you should test, that way we can plan for the baby announcement after you become Queen, that way people come and want to be the first one to see the little one and to finally meet you.” “I don’t want anyone to know.” I sighed. “I have tested,” I said looking away from her. I didn’t know how she is going to feel about this since we were supposed to wait to mate until after the crown was placed on my head.

"There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage." -Martin Luther- *** The sound of church bell rang in the air as Sofia was walking toward the altar, holding a bouquet of Calla lilies in her hand. It felt strange walking on a wedding carpet again so soon after her first one but this time, she didn’t feel nervous at all. She looked straight toward Dion who was already waiting for her on the other side and he reached out his hand to help her get up the stairs.

She was happy where the baby was leading them. The chants from the priest went on and on, and it was soon time for the vows and marking. Sofia wore a clean neck gown to make marking easy, but Chase wore a turtleneck. He was not going to let her mark him, at least not now. ‘’Do you miss Sofia Anderson taking Alpha Chase Lobswell as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold. To cherish till death do you apart?’’ the priest asked and Sofia turned to the crown with taunting smug before saying.

"No!!." I could hear her scream so loud. She folded her palms so tight.The news of her marriage to the second prince of the werewolf family is still unacceptable to her. Sofia is famous for her beauty and smartness so I think that us why she was selected by the werewolf emperor. "Stop screaming dear, I will talk to your dad in your behalf." Her mom tried to convince her. Elena, Sofia's mom is a selfish and Conny demon, ever since my dad married her our peace seized, she always want things to go her way because she is royalty.

Sofia had a large extended family, and I did business with a lot of people. Once everyone was seated, the music began. The wedding party was small, so only a flower girl came down the aisle along with a few bridesmaids. Then the wedding march began, and everyone rose to their feet. Instead of picking the traditional wedding march, Sofia chose a quiet symphony, something with a dreamlike quality. It fit her perfectly.